This is a song about "Pew die pie"

Let the grief itself die.

That got your mother high

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

People steal, people die,

I be ballin, they wonder why

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

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast