This is a song about "Gay robots"

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay-lookin boy

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Then some lady named billie holiday

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey