This is a song about "Braylon is gay"

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay lookin' boy

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

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

"you already wrote the gay song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Because what you spit is gay,

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

But i - somehow, some way

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

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches