This is a song about "Che is gay"

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

"you already wrote the gay song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Because what you spit is gay,

When you see the instant replay

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Then some lady named billie holiday

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

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

Fucking funny, hilarious, great, gay is what i appear?

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

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

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

Little gay looking boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy