This is a song about "Pizza pie"

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

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

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

So take the stage just show me what you got

Now you got me hopped up on that

This is american pie unrated,

All i wanna do is have sex and eat pie

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

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

You had a new clear heart. guess i was hiroshima

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,