This is a song about "Pie day"

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

And it happens from day to day

Needlin' through his day to day

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Cause todays garbage collection day

If you out there let me hear you say

Got tired of running from the police

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

She do everything i say

Missing you but taking it day by day

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Her redder header over a pie, bald

And actin like a sweety pie

And in fact i can’t deny