This is a song about "How you are gay"

She’s a star if i ever seen one

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Oh, why do i live this way

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

When i get to warwick avenue

I'm going to start with how are you

So quit talk about how good you are

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

How are you breathing? it's more like you're heaving,

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

How are you gonna diss me, you literally have zero props

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Matter of fact go ask they schools how many jerseys they was moving

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing