This is a song about "Morgan s pizza pockets"

Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Like loch ness, i got 3 fitty in my pockets/

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Some old motherfucking nurses checking up my pockets

And sanctified, niggas got they pockets fat, overweight,

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

Pockets loaded, infected, lookin swollen

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come