This is a song about "Pinkie cream pie"

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

And what i done just ain't enough

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

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

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Fake niggas get dial tones

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die