This is a song about "Khaki shorts gay"

Those faggots won the gay off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

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

Little gay looking boy

Since when did taking care of your appearance make you gay?

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

And u aint even an ordinary child...u r marvelously gay

Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

I wonder so often

Your shorts (errahh) yo check it son