This is a song about "Pasetto gay"

But more importantly taught me to pray

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

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

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

She can't know where my mother stay

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

But i - somehow, some way

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

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

Little gay-lookin boy