This is a song about "Pot pie"

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Im just a goofy poofy white kid who enjoys smoking pot

Snap crackle pop your lyrics i tossed into the boiling pot,

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Off the top cr-ocker pot/

Put my trust in my god

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Do pot, now i'm birthing berserk,

Long as she come to me first

Meaning its more like pot expansion

Catch you up on places i've been

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Snap crackle ackle, im high on pot

Java whatever i'm boiling in your pot.

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not