This is a song about "Hehe pile on"

You're a pile of ash and ember covered in feces of bitches

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Your just a mobile pile of shit like a porta potty,ill destroy your hobby

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Got into trouble through himself into a pile of ruble then wrote a letter while

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Is when i sit back and wait for the drugs to pile

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

I got 800 invisible men

Where they take the retards and pile them