This is a song about "Gay men"

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

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

If i can leave this place, and just get away

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay-lookin boy

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Gets harder than rihanna when

Then some lady named billie holiday

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Little gay lookin' boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

And it rules everything around them

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Can't be held against you in any kind of way