This is a song about "Ha gay"

I'm the top dog, so sit, bruh, ha!

Is written in our souls, africa

And it begins to phase him more each day

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Why i can't move away

Because what you spit is gay,

When the money is due, you've already spent it on you, ha,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

My shit generated? ha, your ass backwards/

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Little gay looking boy

Ha, man it's time to scatter

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her