This is a song about "Kick the gay kid"

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

That moschino shit is so back

Me and kid kick it wild back and forth like red and meth,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

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

I'm the monster in the closet but i'm gay so i'm out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

"you already wrote the gay song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb