Written by: Letitia Alvarez

An uncle through family
A fake person you see
He's not a straight shooter
More gay then a gay
Wishes he could ride your scooter
Loves to be on his knees
All over your ass more then fleas
If you ever met him
You would agree
Nothing real about him
Not even his hair
Wanted to be an heir
Took advantage 
His dying brother, I swear
Not even shedding a tear
His time will come
So he better prepare
When it does
I will declare
I'll bang a drum
And not in dispair
So I'll take this time
Even though you're a scum
To say goodbye, good riddance
Alleluia , Amen