This is a song about "Yaron being gay"

Tell me how can we live this way

Who will make a gay pay.

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

I make forty-some dollars a day

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

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

Please hold your applause

Those faggots won the gay off

Little gay-lookin boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

When love comes callin', don’t look away

I hope you prayed, unless your gay