This is a song about "Harrison loves bass guitars and he is gay"

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

I go harder than a gay man when he masterbates

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/

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

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

Observe: cock and spray

Because what you spit is gay,

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Told me he loves me and he really would like us to date,

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

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers