This is a song about "Peter udoibok"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

Got tickets peter piper

Huh, i can't interpret her

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Peter parker flow, no glasses

That's why i shine like i does

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And bang a rang to peter pan

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang