This is a song about "Wills gay"

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

I make forty-some dollars a day

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

But more importantly taught me to pray

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Then some lady named billie holiday

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

"you already wrote the gay song

Little gay looking boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Little gay-lookin boy

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

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say