This is a song about "Peter udoibok"

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

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

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

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Your old fashion, jurassic rap is #panned without the #peter,

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

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Got tickets peter piper

Peter parker flow, no glasses

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave