This is a song about "Rob being gay"

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

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

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Than i rob you and smoke all your herb

We all dream one day we kings and queens

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

Yo, big rob you ready?

I’m tryna be low key

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Take me away away

Who will make a gay pay.

Hit you from a block away

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got