This is a song about "You are the gayest"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, the middle one's for you.

You are the world to me

They gotta point em out baby

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

And nigga you ain't from the east coast, even if you are

Why is it that only the battles involving you mindvoid specifically are the ones that are gone?

When will i diebe assured nigga word borncause now it's on you can only survive if you be strong

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

What the fuck are you thinkin

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win