This is a song about "Ty the queer"

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

Coming at me so soft that i thought you were queer

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Queer, i'm not into you dear

I wish i could live with no fear

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

What's that michael, wow my boy said that he thinks you're queer

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

But i swear to god my biz bad boy

Pause.. if you thought that was queer in ploy,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.