This is a song about "Sammy being gay"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Little gay lookin' boy

Who will make a gay pay.

She do everything i say

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Its only for the real mc's not the gay,

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Heaven's waiting for sammy satan

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come