This is a song about "Pizza rolls"

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

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

Slit throat put a wide hole in ya skull bigger then the size of ring rolls.

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Lone tear rolls down and departs the chin.

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

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

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop