This is a song about "Pie"

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Yellow matter custard, green slop pie, all mixed together with a dead dog’s eye.

Resorted to the former, got clowned like a pie in the face

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

And all my childhood memories

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

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

Your best sentence was doing your bid

This is american pie unrated,