This is a song about "Rich is gay"

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

Rub my back, then let me lay

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Nas told me life's a bitch

Yeah you thought she was rich

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

[darren is a gay friend, but he's cool, so don't write hateful comments]

What i'm tryna say is that battier's a gay boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Thats it we getting rich

And i roast ya bitch