This is a song about "Gay teen"

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I was a fiend before i became a teen

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Release that white lumpy cream, teen crime scene,

A young teen near the fiends is strapped, a cocked glock,

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

And im still a teen genius, that part of me never left

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Because what you spit is gay,

But i - somehow, some way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Your my queen and even though i'm a teen

The bitches is everything in between