This is a song about "Thomas is gay"

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

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

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

What i'm tryna say is that battier's a gay boy

Little gay lookin' boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay