This is a song about "Fred is gay"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

Fred on his flintstone, cept i make the dead rock

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

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

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

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

But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord

I style on new york, pile up my fork

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

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

No days off and that's even on a snow day