This is a song about "Chicken pot pie"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Java whatever i'm boiling in your pot.

For a little pot/ they got me a pot to piss in

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

Get it hot in the pot

You chris, i rock

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Contagious like chicken pox

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

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

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry