This is a song about "Pinkie pie s ass"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Her redder header over a pie, bald

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

This is like love, that you can never get

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Ma want me to go find a wife

It´s the battle of life

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

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath