This is a song about "Pan"

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

I awoke to be cookin like a fryin pan,

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

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

Now you go hit me like this with a frying pan

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

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

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies

Automatic kill for pennies

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

I got masterplans for haters toss em in the fryin pan

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Everybody wasted faded, faded

And bang a rang to peter pan

Big shit popping, i'm the man