This is a song about "Gay nate"

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Me and nate steppin' through heavens gate

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

She can't know where my mother stay

Who will make a gay pay.

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Another round what the song say

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Little gay lookin' boy

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