This is a song about "Pan"

You're emotional bitch, fuck your period

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Now you go hit me like this with a frying pan

It's all over now, take it like a man

This is why i'm hot much hotter than a frying pan

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Im lightning in a skillet your a fuckin flash in a pan

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

Still the man with the pan

They take a loss man