This is a song about "Gay"

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

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

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Little gay looking boy

"you already wrote the gay song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

I make forty-some dollars a day

Because what you spit is gay,

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

But i ain't get to see you today

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

I just blame it on a man named reagan