This is a song about "Stop talk your gay"

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Look inside my closet

So you can talk your shit

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Now shut your mouth stop pestering

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Y’all talk about your wine chill and your beer cold,