This is a song about "Pie biscuits"

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

This is american pie unrated,

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Her redder header over a pie, bald

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

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

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Leaving your cranium split in half, like pie but this is a rhyme not a graph,

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

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

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace