This is a song about "Gay brandon"

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

I want to feel her in every way

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Those faggots won the gay off

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Little gay looking boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

All up under the covers day

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

And i got 'em every day, every day

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey