This is a song about "Mittchel is gay"

And let the beat play

Because what you spit is gay,

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

What a gay say is what losers say when they get off the way

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

Little gay looking boy

Fucking funny, hilarious, great, gay is what i appear?

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay

"you already wrote the gay song

And we don't know no right from wrong