This is a song about "Finch is gay"

So you can charge me with treason

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

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

I style on new york, pile up my fork

But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay looking boy

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

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

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?