This is a song about "Morgan s pizza pockets"

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

I got money dripping from my pockets.

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Yo i spit this shit and rock mockers like hot pockets,

Some old motherfucking nurses checking up my pockets

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

S queezys very bold

I mean of course just the same old