This is a song about "You gay santi"

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

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

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

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

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Are you into one direction and gay porn photographs?

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,