This is a song about "Aarons gay yeah"

I'm a son of a gun

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

And truthfully girl you really make my day

Because what you spit is gay,

She got grove st. on replay

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Take me away away

Who will make a gay pay.

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

I know the world been waiting for that

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday