This is a song about "Some people are gay"

You'll find some people are faker than fuckin flyin carpets

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

People look like they're on some gay shit, they need a facelift

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Than giving to the people who needs some.

When they here today what you say to them

I got rich from a little struggle

Some people are skeptical

The people are waiting

But he don't rule a thing

Same bitches used to play me though

People words are weak like some snow