This is a song about "You re gay"

"you already wrote the gay song

We gonna be all the way gone

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

But this is not gay porno.. you gaylord

I make forty-some dollars a day

Because what you spit is gay,

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Got problems, what? i can't say

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night