This is a song about "Pie slices"

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

This is american pie unrated,

Now you got me hopped up on that

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

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

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie