This is a song about "Gay bananas"

And if he is as bananas as you say, i'm not taking any chances

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Then some lady named billie holiday

Little gay looking boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Until i started to lose my way

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Little gay lookin' boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Because what you spit is gay,

So close i could give flip a play

Those faggots won the gay off

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

O conquered coke hits in his gay car