This is a song about "Gay dudes"

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,

Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

She like dudes whit lotto money from

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Then pass the bong (to who?) oh my crude dudes