This is a song about "Pumpkin"

That shit's clear to me, i want anyone dear to be hidden,

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Dad, it's so ridiculous, feeling silly i hit you up

I know the world been waiting for that

This is american pie unrated,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Pour out some liquor

Sugar coating my rueger,

For you, my dear, i'll be ready for whatever

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits