This is a song about "Gay kiss"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay-lookin boy

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay lookin' boy

Reading shit my critics say

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Because what you spit is gay,

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

I picked up my mother and took one last kiss.

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

You can kiss the world goodbye

In the lambo looking like a fly