This is a song about "Lemon meringue pie"

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

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

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

Got tired of running from the police

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Cause some of you bitches funny

Oh thats yo girl? last night that bitch i pie creamed.

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend