This is a song about "Frying pans"

Now you go hit me like this with a frying pan

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

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

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

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

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

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