This is a song about "Ryan senick is gay"

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

She should have invited her

Ryan spits hot fire

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

And oh, i gotta find my way

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

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

I don't trust no one

Crash and burn, ryan dunn