This is a song about "Gay rap"

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

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

If i can leave this place, and just get away

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

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

"you already wrote the gay song

Looking so damn right you're wrong

Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell