This is a song about "Pinkie pie s ass"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

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

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

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

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

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

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

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

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit