This is a song about "A pan"

I awoke to be cookin like a fryin pan,

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

I loved peter pan when i was growing up

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I'm a pro your a minor,

Took the van, went snatch her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

This is why i'm hot much hotter than a frying pan