This is a song about "Gay bushbush"

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Those faggots won the gay off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

The things they say went a little too far

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

I know what you do with that

Little gay lookin' boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay