This is a song about "Frying pan"

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan

Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

This is why i'm hot much hotter than a frying pan

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that