This is a song about "Mason is gay"

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

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

We've gon so far astray

Because what you spit is gay,

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

If you out there let me hear you say

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

What a gay say is what losers say when they get off the way

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

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

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

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