This is a song about "Nate gay"

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Nate, you could never keep up with the raps i kill

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

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

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

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

Little gay-lookin boy

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

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

If you out there let me hear you say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

She will never get by, no how no way

If you didn't know i feel this way

I hope you prayed, unless your gay