This is a song about "Gay me"

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Ambition is definitely on the way

In the seventh grade, classmates considered me gay, what?

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Who will make a gay pay.

We've gon so far astray

Don't mistake me, i'm not saying gay shit like "no bodies, please,"

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay lookin' boy

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Shit i support gays, but don't come to me tryna make me gay,"

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray