This is a song about "Pizza hut"

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

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

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

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

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

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

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

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck