This is a song about "Mason is gay"

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

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

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay lookin' boy

Who will make a gay pay.

Im im on tha way

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

A chronicled naysaying of a hospital patient, a nautical mason,

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

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than