This is a song about "Gay peole"

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

But i ain't get to see you today

Because what you spit is gay,

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

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

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Im that you would go and steal my heart away

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

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

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay