This is a song about "Loving gay dick"

Little gay looking boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

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

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Bun b, i’m underground king

My shit, i know u loving

They fucking me and loving me

Must be something you want me to see

Loving you is my pleasure

It still will come up clever

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay