This is a song about "Your dads gay"

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

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

Little gay lookin' boy

You aint please me but from a point of view your pic looks gay

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

She do everything i say

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true