This is a song about "Peter dutton"

And sell out 'till we dig holes for homes like peter rabbit,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Got tickets peter piper

Second peter one three

Oops, i'm so sorry

I loved peter pan when i was growing up

On they car note to go to the club

Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager

I'll take away your day. peter the reaper, is the act i leader,

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth