This is a song about "Loving gay dick"

Who will make a gay pay.

Oh i gotta face the day

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Loving you is clouding my head

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

When love comes callin', don’t look away

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Rest in peace in my loving memory

Haven't seen a girl in so long

"you already wrote the gay song

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

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

Bruno mars gay ass trying to play with my dick. listen.

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Little gay lookin' boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy