This is a song about "Pi vs imaginary"

In her dreams with young eyes she sees her hero with an imaginary cape

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Sponge bob you a square, i'm a pi problem

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

What them tippers don't see

It's like marvel vs d.c

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

So beautiful you would think it was imaginary.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

Metaphor, chilling with better whores