R. Tragedy - Phobic

Yo, this is your boy, Damon Tragedy
A.K.A Lil Testicle, A.K.A Poor Millionaire
This song is not serious, so fucking remember that

Faggot, you little motherfucking fairy bitch
Child services ain't letting you have any kids
Sinner, when you die you're not going to heaven
My grandfather still blames your kind for causing 9/11
It's so fucking disgusting you think you deserve parades
When I see you on the internet, I'm filled with burning hate
Out here fucking members of the opposite gender
You are our society's biggest fucking offender
Hetero people always making me sick
Dudes claim to love vagina but they never tried a dick

Gay, gay, gay, gay
Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay
The straights can have their rights but they can't have their parades, poofter

I'm sorry queermosexuals, I know you thought this song was about y'all in the beginning
I really apologize
Make America gay again

Written by:
Damon Hays

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