This is a song about "How gay deacon and josh are"

How much people got trough shit and are still all able

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Told josh and vlad boy they were glad

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

And it begins to phase him more each day

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes