This is a song about "Marty gay"

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

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

Because what you spit is gay,

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Thats not some marty shit thats martyr going marvelous

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

And she gon let it loose, hey

Who will make a gay pay.