Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day
Of an odyssey, i’m a block away
Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away
Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay
Who will make a gay pay.
Im on, im on tha way
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
I was gonna write you a poem today
Little gay lookin' boy
Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,
Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
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