This is a song about "Gay cousin"

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Just hit my cousin up, he's stationed over in paris,

And i can't help but stare, cause

Those faggots won the gay off

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Asia grants my cousin and we'd always be discussing

I can't keep running away

Because what you spit is gay,

Be as your way

Who will make a gay pay.

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Taste good, don't it cousin? just so you know, its nothing