This is a song about "Grant is gay"

We getting money, you can face the facts

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Of a penance stare to a decadent to grant him death by recompense

Fucking funny, hilarious, great, gay is what i appear?

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

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

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

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

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

Spoken in tongues rappad is a clinic for shit rappers i grant the funds

But i - somehow, some way

Because what you spit is gay,