This is a song about "Pecan pie"

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Her redder header over a pie, bald

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

Cause there'll never be peace

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

8 guys nutty like an motherfuckin' octagon pecan

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Now everybody put your hands up high

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die