This is a song about "Esther coleman"

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Shoulda been esther, and we would be poly

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

The boa know they loving the crew

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

It's gonna fucking hurt kurt, when i turn you into cole-man

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open