This is a song about "Morgan s pizza pockets"

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

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

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

The green backs in my pockets be talkin

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

I'd like to treat you to a faygo and a slice of pizza

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

It´s the battle of life

Rollin' down the four o five

Money in my pockets

Got stretch marks like she got four kids