This is a song about "Gay shit"

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Those faggots won the gay off

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

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

For a perfect mother’s day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Shit i support gays, but don't come to me tryna make me gay,"

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

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

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Who will make a gay pay.

Word play, word play