This is a song about "Pinkie pie"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

This is american pie unrated,

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

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

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

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Leaving your cranium split in half, like pie but this is a rhyme not a graph,

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

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why