He was born with his sexuality backwards
And the homo strives to be a rapper
But rap's homophobic, so why should he listen
When it's not made for him, it’s for straight men and butchy women
He adapted by subtracting personality from actions
And focused on being straight, or at least, "straight acting"
But music’s his passion, there he felt protected
Though he believed he had to keep himself and music separate
As if the real correct him had to be corrected
Wasn’t even sure his DJ would accept it
This culture's his release
But by this culture he's neglected
Though its roots are from oppression
His objections are rejected
And he wouldn't be pressed on record unless he repressed it
That’s how it is and he grew to expect it
'Til realizing hiding gives in to their pressure
And validates the concept that a gay man is lesser
As if it's a disease, treated like a leper
Why the fuck you think I stayed so long in the dresser
I want to love life, I do really bad
But life's a bitch, and I'm a fucking fag
Nothing fabulous about being type cast as fabulous
Or hearing your honest way of life used as a diss
You can hate me, but I wont hate you
This isn't gay rap, do gay chefs make gay food?
Now throw your hands in the air
If you won't hold hands because people will stare
And wave em side to side
If you don’t feel proud when you hear the word pride
MC's won't see me equally
Like this weakens me
I know "flamers" disowned by their homes and thrown to the streets
Taunted and beat, the things they’ve seen…
Most kings of rap haven’t been through half the hard shit as these queens
Im not exploiting a niche
It's more than a cause
It's cuz Patrick was perfect
But flawed under god
So I'm coming out for the brightest man I've met
Ashamed to hold up his head, found hung by his neck
Im scared, but I don't want the younger generation to feel this afraid
They have to see a gay candidate
Just to show kids it's possible to run
And who they are’s not an obstacle to jump.