This is a song about "Gay loser"

Or something that you paid for

But my mates said i'm a loser

Meet peter - a loser who was sayin' he could take

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Watch them get they monica on all day

Little gay looking boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Too afraid of being a loser

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Now they say i look good but i'm a loser inside

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I will never be a quitter , or a big broad loser