This is a song about "Gay hayden"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

"you already wrote the gay song

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Hayden: just sit down and listen

Doctor: hello hayden, how can i help you today?

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

I make forty-some dollars a day

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Those faggots won the gay off

Hayden: you have no idea who your talkin with

And bitches say bitch like bitch is not offensive

Poke out from behind her

Hayden: please understand doctor

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

She can't know where my mother stay