This is a song about "Huddle being gay"

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Then some lady named billie holiday

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

If you didn't know i feel this way

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

You know...you know who you are

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

This is hip hop for today