This is a song about "Gay stripping"

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Little gay-lookin boy

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

No i never hear a sound, when i dance, i'm stripping,

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Had time to reach it before i gripped it, i had you stripping,

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay looking boy

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

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

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Why does it matter anyway, your gay,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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