geeze these gay guys must be diseased /
like chronic bronchidis or appendicidous b/
he grabbed thought it was me wit that touch like moses
i parted the red sea/
i dont like faggots see an u continue to be flambouyant
like ur gayness provide "bouancy"(how boats float)/
fuck wit me make the surgeon see "Ray" gave him chips
like a "pay-day"(candy-bar)
left his ass reamed he sendin out "may-days" the truth say
to play gay is a corrupted insecure way/
to make my day spit the words i say left him soft with the assault
of my verbal ak/
i got nothin left to say cept the story continues until we kill this lil gay