When I was in the third grade, I thought that I was gay Cause I could draw, my uncle was, and I kept my room straight I told my ma, tears rushing down my face She's like, will you love girls since before pre-k? Drippin' Yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she? Bunch of stereotypes all in my head I remember doing the math, like yeah I'm good at little league, a preconceived idea of what it all meant For those that like the same sex, had the characteristics The right-wing conservatives think it's a decision And you can be cured with some treatment and religion Man-made rewiring of a predisposition, playing God Yeah, yeah, nah, nah, here we go America the brave still fears what we don't know And God loves all his children, it's somehow forgotten But we paraphrase a book written 3,500 years ago I don't know And I can't change Even if I tried, even if I wanted to And I can't change Even if I tried, even if I wanted to My love, my love, my love, she keeps me warm She keeps me warm She keeps me warm She keeps me warm If I was gay, I would think hip-hop hates me Have you read the YouTube comments lately? Man that's gay, gets dropped on the daily We become so numb to what we're saying A culture founded from oppression, yet we don't have acceptance for em Call each other faggots behind the keys of a message board A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it Gay is synonymous with the lesser It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment The same bite that led people to walk outs and sit-ins It's human rights for everybody, there is no difference And I can't change Even if I tried, even if I wanted to My love, my love, my love, she keeps me warm She keeps me warm She keeps me warm She keeps me warm She keeps me warm Not crying on Sundays Love is patient, love is kind Love is patient, love is kind