This is a song about "Trevor is gay"

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

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

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

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

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

If you out there let me hear you say

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

I was gonna write you a poem today

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Trevor winn, despite my past, i feel on site/

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

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay