This is a song about "Marks gay"

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Shit is on silent all day long

"you already wrote the gay song

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

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

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

Momma say, you making me lose pay

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

Little gay looking boy

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

And it begins to phase him more each day

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay looking boy