This is a song about "Dylans gay"

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

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

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Then some lady named billie holiday

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

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

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

You know we kick it like everyday

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Rage, pain, was blown away in the wind like bob dylan's,

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Those faggots won the gay off