This is a song about "Justin s gay ass"

Vanilla ice imposters, when they recording at home they prolly do some gay ass dance

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Little gay lookin' boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Bruno mars gay ass trying to play with my dick. listen.

Like justin timberlake, you're dead and gone

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

And oh, i gotta find my way

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,