This is a song about "Paul s gay ukelele"

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

To throw it all away

Hit you from a block away

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

S queezys very bold

Black woman you cold

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Because what you spit is gay,

Get in the mood on blacc friday