Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
When love comes callin', don’t look away
No more games, for now they better pray
So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea
Every minute i pray, this city might just go away
Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say
In the creators name i pray.
Little gay looking boy
Go play with your sex toy
Okay im testin the pray
For a perfect mother’s day
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Those faggots won the gay off
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