This is a song about "Pizza crust"

Cannibal who's munchin on you're legs, like some jet's pizza

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Screwing emcees with ma flow or fucking the whole earth's crust

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I'd like to treat you to a faygo and a slice of pizza

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

And i should've known to have a thicker crust