This is a song about "Gay davidavid"

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

But i ain't get to see you today

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

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

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

You ain't gay, yo a lesbian

Sign on my dick that say

Who will make a gay pay.

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

Little gay looking boy

Little gay lookin' boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay