This is a song about "Being gay"

Hit you from a block away

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

And oh, i gotta find my way

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

But i - somehow, some way

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

I make forty-some dollars a day

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey