This is a song about "Tea bags"

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

Good love then i can do that for her

The good kid from the ugly city

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Hottest on tracks, i'm the shit like what fills colostomy bags

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

It aint funny, they got money bags stacked higher than everest

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

He appreciates your support

Boston, threw the tea overboard

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,