This is a song about "Pizza pie cafe"

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

And actin like a sweety pie

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Oh thats yo girl? last night that bitch i pie creamed.

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

You gonna' get hit with something a lot worse than pie

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Her redder header over a pie, bald

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Yellow matter custard, green slop pie, all mixed together with a dead dog’s eye.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,