This is a song about "The gays"

Looking for them better days

Don’t battle a bunch of gays.

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

The more battles the better the flows

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Gays are just the same, man they sin like me and you,

Y’all sing amazing grace, and yet pray hate for gays,

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Shit i support gays, but don't come to me tryna make me gay,"

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Money is most of y'all interest

Wont quit bitch till gays cease to exist