This is a song about "Gay gamer"

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

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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

Little gay looking boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

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

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Little gay looking boy

Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away