This is a song about "Gay pigeons"

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

If i can leave this place, and just get away

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And other times they'll be as high as pigeons sit nigga

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

Dreaming too another religion based off of flying pigeons

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Little gay-lookin boy

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

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

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