This is a song about "Making pancakes"

Throwing you off making you drool

No david lettermans acting a fool

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

This insomnia, making my head spin

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

I wouldn't be famous

No one’s making a fuss

Making sure you breaks down

Come wit me you'll smoke around

For making an asshole

This shit has got my soul

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

Dropping bombs while reciting my work in making