This is a song about "Pecan pie"

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

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

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

And actin like a sweety pie

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Oh thats yo girl? last night that bitch i pie creamed.

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

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Resorted to the former, got clowned like a pie in the face