This is a song about "Andrew is gay"

Because what you spit is gay,

Reading shit my critics say

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Hit you from a block away

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay