This is a song about "Gay peole"

And truthfully girl you really make my day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

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

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

Little gay lookin' boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Two reflections into one

Because what you spit is gay,

Reading shit my critics say

When love comes callin', don’t look away

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

The hotels we staying in twelve star

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Who will make a gay pay.