This is a song about "American pie band camp"

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Now move back over here to the right

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

This is american pie unrated,

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

I made a song at camp

They got me trapped