We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong
"you already wrote the gay song
Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one
You ain't gay, yo a lesbian
You think im gay gay, what the hey hey
As: other plans got in the way
I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray
And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay
Little gay looking boy
Just a white boy, i know it sounds coy.
Life's based upon what i'mma do today
Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
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