This is a song about "How rich and gay todd is"

And these artists don't need me they already rich

They vaguely decipher my language

I make forty-some dollars a day

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

And u still wondering how your business is so rich

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.

The root of all evil

Of being rich and powerful

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

And this is how i'll "wrap it"

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

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

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

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday