This is a song about "Pika"

That was just the beginning it's not over

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

Burying my lethargy

Let me rideuntil i get free

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

If i'm athiest, i'm athiest, so please stop imposing bull.

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Signin titties at the rock shows

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

See........i only popped him once and had him hoppin like a rabbit,

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Mashed n' clashed with thyme then passed into a vat of rabbit spines

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

My mind full of lesions left behind the bull shit reasons