This is a song about "Your a gay fag"

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

I ain't dissin' you dog, i'm dismissin' you

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

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

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Cause fab said he looked like a fag at mayweather’s pad

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay