This is a song about "Fish pie"

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

And all my childhood memories

I swear ri got a hit with this

My girl smells like perfume, yours smell like fish

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Do not bite this or you'll be labeled a fish

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his