This is a song about "Gay justin"

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay lookin' boy

Been stalking justin bieber

But that's what he liked her

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

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Like justin timberlake, you're dead and gone

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,