This is a song about "Rosas gay"

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

If you out there let me hear you say

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

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

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Take my moms, move away

Who will make a gay pay.

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

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay