This is a song about "Lazy pyo"

That i want to rhyme words but first i was lazy

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

Everyday more lazy killing, everyday more crazy tripping.

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Plus everyone around me is a motherfuckin' lazy ass,

Hahaha like damn that was a lazy flow

See, it's something about commitment though

Plus he’s crazy, lazy like a baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And that trash was crazy cause we were all lazy as fuck

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Teachers said that i was lazy

I swear they think i'm crazy