This is a song about "Gay sex"

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

We fight then we have make up sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Now im a registed sex offender

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

After lebron, i'm what's next

You would bet on malcolm sex

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

You trying real hard to appeal to someone