This is a song about "Oh yea i like pizza"

You light-years behind here

Yea, you talk like them threats is real

They can’t stop us from partying oh yea.

And oh, i gotta find my way

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Yea i have a career stretching and its like a rubber band

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

(slow) i want my pay check on saturdays tech yea yea check

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

Yea i feel like a beast that's been unleashed to feast on the weaker prey,

Oh my god - feels like i need a psychiatrist

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

And yea i like to fuck i got a fucking problem (repeat three times)

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Oh yea i should say he was a porn freak

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep