This is a song about "A pickle"

Like a baby without a diaper

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Beautiful are thou, africa

A store that dosen't get a

I'm not moving like a cartoon

A boy taken for a goon

Back when crack was enormous

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

Trick trick got them passes

Spit a poem or a diss

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon