This is a song about "Gay men"

Who will make a gay pay.

She do everything i say

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Think i need another play

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

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

I get slight work like big sean

"you already wrote the gay song

Rich white and black white-washed men/

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

Nastiest over-limit went men

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

Cause men lie, women lie

She gotta hold her head up high