This is a song about "Pizza h"

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

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

When i pull up in that candy range

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Gonna be up high, no vitamin h

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Thought its h 2 o, got close to swal-lowing it

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that