This is a song about "Corne is gay"

We getting money, you can face the facts

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

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay looking boy

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

"you already wrote the gay song

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

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

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord