This is a song about "Pizza twist"

Its the kind of feeling that makes your gut twist

I decided my pride is just why i resist

But the twist in all of this, is, all of my children's,

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

You would become a hater, isn't that a twist?

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

She wants to tell her story, but there is a sick twist

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Prison prisms, twist the lyrics like licorice sticks, hits 'em,