This is a song about "Not being gay"

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

If you're being a downer this is not the right encounter

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

I care about proving people wrong, not being the best,

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Don't mistake me, i'm not saying gay shit like "no bodies, please,"

If you're being a downer this is not the right encounter

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Guess i cant be me or not being me

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win