This is a song about "Pick up truck"

I just pick up the pen

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

They come pick you up and say jump in the back seat.

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

And you're waiting for someone to come and pick you up/

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Backing up, like the fool you are jumping in front of a moving truck

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

In your truck with the system up, bring back up wait interrupt, sound erupts

Just call yourself stuck when i pull up in the truck

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

I pick up the bowl and walk over to the drawer