This is a song about "How gay izzy is"

They negativity is how i survived

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

It's amazing how how someone so self-centered is respected

Guess how big my dick is

They are the coaches in this

Hugged and said "how is it

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

[darren is a gay friend, but he's cool, so don't write hateful comments]

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

Because what you spit is gay,

Round my motherfuckin way

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,