This is a song about "Love being gay"

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

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Because what you spit is gay,

And let the beat play

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

But i ain't get to see you today

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Ain't got love for actor suckers and gay lover

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

And i can't even look the other way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

That being this lazy in love is most certainly a crime