This is a song about "You sound gay zach"

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

I make forty-some dollars a day

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

So come on simon cowell do you like my sound

It's fresh 2 death, you know that sound

They can’t even come around

Are you into one direction and gay porn photographs?

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Momma say, you making me lose pay

You think you sound the same?

Searching for fortune and fame

"you already wrote the gay song

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

I'm not so sure you know how fuckin stupid you sound