This is a song about "Gay jason"

Peep me how i'm raising up the capital from nathan

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

She say all men treat her wrong way

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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

Because what you spit is gay,

I swear i'm coming back one day

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,