This is a song about "Gay shade"

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

Who will make a gay pay.

After that, she say

Speed up, patience, please cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

#but #fuck #it like a gay parade, i'll leave y'all in that shade of gray,

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay-lookin boy

Chilling out in the shade

See my hands start to shake