This is a song about "Dylan is gay"

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

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

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

What a gay say is what losers say when they get off the way

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

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

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

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

I make forty-some dollars a day

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey