This is a song about "Sweeney being gay"

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

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

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

Take me away away

Who will make a gay pay.

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

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