This is a song about "Marvin gay"

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

Little gay-lookin boy

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

The things they say went a little too far

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Who will make a gay pay.

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

But i ain't get to see you today

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

It reminds me of marvin gaye and carson mcrae,