This is a song about "Shepherds pie"

Leaving your cranium split in half, like pie but this is a rhyme not a graph,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

And actin like a sweety pie

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

Oh thats yo girl? last night that bitch i pie creamed.

Doctors told me your mom had a deformation, but its ok dude, i may be rude,

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

The impact of our biggest pie bit, weakest priority,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die