This is a song about "Ryans gay"

Because what you spit is gay,

Tell me how can we live this way

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Then some lady named billie holiday

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

"you already wrote the gay song

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Little gay lookin' boy

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay