This is a song about "Jacob is gay"

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

"you already wrote the gay song

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

I was gonna write you a poem today

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay lookin' boy

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

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