This is a song about "Pizza is the pizza and fries are fries"

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays,

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

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

The radio is lame, and the record labels are to blame, they just want fame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

But the cogs are turning, and

But nah, he is quite different

Others are cocksuckers, and the rest are blind/

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Where i sat and ate some fries with no complications

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Kickin' in the door, and i'm everybody problem

Life is a pyramid, and we are trapped at the bottom