This is a song about "Pizza crust"

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

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

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

And i should've known to have a thicker crust

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

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

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop