No way

She called me gay

Why have you done this?

I don't care about that shit

You excel in areas you think your word's did shit

I don't need a knife, how I exist

I don't kill kids

I don't care if you're willing die over bullshit

That's just what it is

Fucking over my own people isn't good for business

I'd rather die than live in fear

All you'd have to do is come here

I'm always lacking, watch for those that would do more than give a genetic reaction

If they don't care, I guess it was bound to happen

The routes I walk in life weren't meant to be easy anyway

You're supposed to live like you knew you'd die someday

If you didn't think your imaginary pride was in a state of decay?

You wouldn't react that way

Just life

Just the price

To make anything nice

Watch your steps

The lyrics YouTube couldn't put out, scare me to death

It's not impressive

What's good?

How far you get with your attitude?

An antique gonna call me gay, an drive away

Does he ghost write for you?

Think I cared for how little he cared to improve

Imma fight some men had to lose

Had my headphones in, and I'm gay because your woman looks at me more than you?

I'm speaking on, the way grown men treated me before you even cared to

At one point I was impressed by you

Till my stupid queue, played that stupid shit by you

Oh, you think that way too?

I'm disappointed not surprised

Every word would hurt so much more if I was just a straight guy with no sort of knowledge to actually apply

You ask the wrong people when you wanna certain reply

I don't wonder why

Life has always been difficult for those that try

I respect the artistry

I don't care for anyone they tell me to like

I been listening to those I love my entire life

I always double check to see whether or not they're gay

Reasonable people think that way

If you make great music, imma listen anyway

Maybe we should appreciate great minds that weren't easy to sway

Otherwise we'll be stuck with these antiques an the excuses for all the shit they say

I won't wake up back in your day

I won't backpedal an disrespect myself so you feel okay

If you didn't always wanna go back, I might have listened to your music anyway

I feel like I'm already in an advanced state of decay

The way I respect artists that'd happily see my body carried off by a coroner anyway

That's what killed the idea of a code

I wouldn't stifle my growth

Trying to...