This is a song about "Pinkie cream pie"

I mean the game been dry

And actin like a sweety pie

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

But... what's oreo without the cream?

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Well maybe just that one motive, you know about cream

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

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

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye