This is a song about "Pie filling"

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

She hops straight on my dick like she needs filling,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Filling with more burdens that will one day suffocate me

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

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

If u smoking with me you better de filling

So get up, its time to start nation building

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

But they're filling up your brain,money let lil wayne go insane

Graveyards filling up with street blood

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

As i ingest her tender little pie whole