This is a song about "Peter plants"

I need your love like plants need rain,

You're not usin' your brain

I loved peter pan when i was growing up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Getta letter sayin' see ya down by peter

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

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

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies