Homo asked if I was a hobo

Hey brahs, was walking down the street today in crocs, baggy jeans, a long, loose fitting t shirt and a fedora when all of a sudden out of the bushes came a very well dressed man with a fade haircut and a rainbow flag. His nose wrinkled when he saw me and he said, “Are you a hobo?” I said, “N-n-n-n-no, I live inside a permanent dwelling structure”. He just shook his head and said, “Slay, king” but he said it very sarcastically.

Brahs, do you think I might look like a hobo???