This is a song about "Sammy being gay"

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

Keep losing my way

Who will make a gay pay.

And i can't even look the other way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Im that you would go and steal my heart away

Because what you spit is gay,

For a perfect mother’s day

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

And all of that was okay

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Heaven's waiting for sammy satan

I need money in a major way

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,