This is a song about "My gay love"

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Wood chain with a jesus

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

No love at all no love for my natives at all

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Callin' me gay?! i smash fools like you, add them to my whey stacks

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I love it when my opponents spit emotionally

Callin' me gay?! i smash fools like you, add them to my whey stacks

He insane, already gone madblames himself for his setbacks

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

I love her and this is why she's my favourite love song

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone