This is a song about "Will bring gay"

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

Little gay lookin' boy

And my niggas say

Who will make a gay pay.

What you want me to say

Because what you spit is gay,

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Call in rondonumbanine, kid will bring the trigger

Matter of fact go ask they schools how many jerseys they was moving

Words that sting, and pain they bring, i swear if i dont win wayne will get a ring.

Little gay looking boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

Love carrots and don't be gay,if carrots joined the constitution bugs bunny never will say nay