This is a song about "How gay deacon and josh"

That you can bet now

And now, i'll tell you how

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

And i got 'em every day, every day

Go cali,you and arnold,the mayor can make a gay pair

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

That's not the reason, he swallows the semen, but he stays prayin' like a deacon,

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

In an ashtray, you mean the ones that you shag and thats gay so i'll leave

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I ain't trying to be ignorant

How could you love her and