This is a song about "Pizza h"

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

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

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

I'm a g; like the letter before h

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night