This is a song about "Pizza pie cafe"

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

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

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

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

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

Leaving your cranium split in half, like pie but this is a rhyme not a graph,

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

Resorted to the former, got clowned like a pie in the face

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways