This is a song about "Marks gay"

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

I can't keep running away

Who will make a gay pay.

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

And she gon let it loose, hey