This is a song about "Gay men"

Nastiest over-limit went men

Marshmallows inside my pen

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

We're just corrupted youth acting like alcoholic mad men/

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Because what you spit is gay,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

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

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

I had never fit in with the men.

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

I'm raymond for rap when it's raining men