This is a song about "Weed gay"

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Take me away away

Last of a dying breed

Put up and smoke that weed,

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

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

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

I keep my money neat

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

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

It's like sunshine on a rainy day