Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.
Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot
Those faggots won the gay off
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Silent ghosts can still leave marks.
Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms
Because what you spit is gay,
But i ain't get to see you today
Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks
Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants
But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say
Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay
Yeah you can call that nigga gay
Round my motherfuckin way
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