This is a song about "Joey is gay"

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

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

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

We got joey bada$$ and man, he'll soon be a star,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Little gay looking boy