This is a song about "Joes gay"

But i - somehow, some way

Who will make a gay pay.

Because what you spit is gay,

So, they hate and they say

I want to feel her in every way

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

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

She prayed on me passing that bar

O conquered coke hits in his gay car

"you already wrote the gay song

And we don't know no right from wrong

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true