This is a song about "Mediocre pancakes"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

These french pancakes give me the crepes

And today we're still in chains

I would always keep a strong pace with a long face thinking of all the song names

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Mediocre jobs are not so stable

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Tell you that your anything but mediocre/

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Music is a soldier everyones a drone you're all mediocre

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I power the motor, she bought like a pawnbroker, but she only mediocre

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

This aint no mediocre joker playing poker its a soldier no closure