This is a song about "Gays are the same"

Asking the same ol question, why are we all

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

You think you sound the same?

Love turns into pain

I know mine did the same

Now that's what you call a game

Then lost my faith again

But they both taste the same

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

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

The blacks with the gays, man it's two bad troubles,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

I mean gays are people too, they're just someone else,

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Never let the game play youand for the fame