This is a song about "Kersa your gay"

All up under the covers day

Because what you spit is gay,

Little gay looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

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

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Ruining your life just to pay for there gay ass program.

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

You aint please me but from a point of view your pic looks gay

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say