This is a song about "Gays"

Y’all sing amazing grace, and yet pray hate for gays,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

For you,pornhub too says,click here for gays.

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Well save it so long as that word ain't used for the gays

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

A whole diss on gays and what they do wrong

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

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

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen