This is a song about "Gay peole"

We be in the party like we own that bar

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

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

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

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay lookin' boy

Until i started to lose my way

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play