I can't keep running away
Who will make a gay pay.
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
If i can leave this place, and just get away
Little gay looking boy
Go play with your sex toy
She sit up at her desk on perez all day
Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay
You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way
Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay
And we don't know no right from wrong
"you already wrote the gay song
O conquered coke hits in his gay car
You get close but no cigar
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