This is a song about "Kilt scottish haggis"

That's boa, see that's my set

Skies are black, clouds are red

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

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

And actin like a sweety pie

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Pudding? but what's for pudding, may you ask?

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Pudding? but what's for pudding, may you ask?

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

And every night would swallow a big fat sausage meat pita

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Yo this crazy bitch said that she would fuck for a scone

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone