This is a song about "Pitch fork"

Grab the fork like precious, and just fucking eat up,

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Now count how many times i said pork, talk and fork.

Better yet they work my every nerve

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

Pushing in my mama van

Aye pitch shift this shit man.

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I'mma pitch out their like tents, spittin's second nature,

I turned down a quarter mil to pitch a mobile phone

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Wanna hear me, go wait in line and pitch a tent

The only reason why i put up with this stupid ass bitch

Filled with sorrows so i trip, incidents by which i scream high pitch