This is a song about "Gay loser"

If you out there let me hear you say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Poke out from behind her

I'm no loser i'm a winner

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

Little gay looking boy

Too afraid of being a loser

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

And that fear made me into a loser

I'm a lost cause , so fuck it i'm a loser.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

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

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Little gay looking boy