This is a song about "Piper"

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Got tickets peter piper

Drive you spineless slithering snakes out, call me the pied piper,

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years