This is a song about "Pedro s gay"

Who will make a gay pay.

Be as your way

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

"you already wrote the gay song

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Little gay lookin' boy

Those faggots won the gay off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Because what you spit is gay,

Take me away away

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

I make forty-some dollars a day