This is a song about "Gays are the same"

I accept everyone is the same

It’s not a game, hold your dame

I am the gays who say that straights can straight blow them

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Asking the same ol question, why are we all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Grinding grain, it's all the same, there are days i feel i'm going insane,

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

Everyone else's thinking becomes the same.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

But i know really ya'll are just exactly the same

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Lookin' for these better days

Don’t battle a bunch of gays.