This is a song about "You gayu"

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

When you know that you are

Young money, d-town's all star

And talk some more shit

You know you wanna quit

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

See you, touch you, hear you

You know i love you right,

But we having sex tonight

And i've been thinking bout you

Fuck you i'll buck you you suck too

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

Should come with me to get your salad tossed