This is a song about "Robson is gay"

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay looking boy

Please hold your applause

Those faggots won the gay off

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

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

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

There's nothin' like where i come from

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

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

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

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

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

Because what you spit is gay,

So, they hate and they say