This is a song about "Lichy pie"

In the lambo looking like a fly

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

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

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Her redder header over a pie, bald

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Resorted to the former, got clowned like a pie in the face

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

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