This is a song about "Will bring gay"

We adjusted but what happened, will bring that situation on repeat

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Little gay looking boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Who will make a gay pay.

Right where you stay

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Because what you spit is gay,

And oh, i gotta find my way

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

Little gay looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

Love carrots and don't be gay,if carrots joined the constitution bugs bunny never will say nay