This is a song about "You sound gay"

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

It's fresh 2 death, you know that sound

He just throws it around

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

// [you can sound the alarm]

I got stacks all in my charm

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

"nigga, you fucking gay as hell, and nobody likes you",

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Because what you spit is gay,

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

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

You think you sound the same?

You're not usin' your brain