This is a song about "Gay war"

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

I told him get his 9 and run

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Get in the mood on blacc friday

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay lookin' boy

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Turn it up a little more

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Too dumb war comes with plight

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

No one knows what to say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war