This is a song about "Gay jamie"

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay looking boy

Momma can't help her, but it hurts to hear her callingbrenda wants to run away

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

And i can't even look the other way

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Because what you spit is gay,

Sign on my dick that say

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

Least we forget about jamie

Little gay looking boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay-lookin boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix