This is a song about "Gay so"

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

If you out there let me hear you say

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

Because what you spit is gay,

And let the beat play

And i can't help but stare, cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Do it, okay, okay

Who will make a gay pay.

So gay i can barely say it with a straight face looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem