This is a song about "Gays are the same"

I am the gays who say that straights can straight blow them

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

I know mine did the same

Then lost her faith again

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Don't tell me you couldn't face it that maybe you are the same

I'll never call you bitch again

I accept everyone is the same

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Asking the same ol question, why are we all

And reflect on the rap game, i came

And with my attitude the same

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Call the crib, same number same hood

Non are in the same class as me

If you ain't about money