This is a song about "Creating pizza toastr"

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Focus on the music your creating,

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

But you are worthless i'm creating this for a multipurpose.

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

Creating a monopoly taking over colonies but thriving

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the