This is a song about "Stop being gay"

And then along came the wrong man for her

Tell him to stop being vulgar,

Lucky, that obama got relected so people could stop being hun-gry.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Oh lady, stop being so shady you're looking like a crybaby

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Stop being a pussy,battle like a real one

Riding around without a fuck given

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

"you already wrote the gay song

To yearn for what you set out to be, they won't stop covering you up, being shady.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

Africana, black as ghana, be my attire

Then come up with punchlines,stop being hyper