You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan
All you're talking about is gay shit, and fucking a man.
Why does it matter anyway, your gay,
104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way
And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say
I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.
You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed
Your body's saying things i ain't never heard
All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say
I hope you prayed, unless your gay
P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.
But now i got a problem with that little white rock
Patrick...the main attraction bitch
Trying to give them light and a message
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