This is a song about "Proud gay"

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

But i’m proud to call her mine

Because what you spit is gay,

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Gonna blow the roof off and make you proud

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Im a rapper without a crowd to make me feel proud

You home, you never minded me so i stepped out

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Ma family aint proud of me

Then i said i had enough

I will make something i'm proud of

I was gonna write you a poem today

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love