Delicious pizza. (the elements.)

[Verse 1] Coupons, I got coupons; discounts, I got discounts The delivery driver call me pizza boy., and yo’ girl call me Big Mouth Either way, I stay eatin’; she taste like a Cinnapie And if my name ain’t in her mouth, then you can guarantee that it’s in her mind Pizza Hut ain’t no friend of mine, I don’t associate with that second rate Her panties got left over, now she back for that second taste Mmm-mmm. Celebrate; told her come by around dinner time She popped that thang like a Sprite can; my flow be so lemon-lime Shout out K1ng Eljay, that’s bruh-bruh ‘til the crust gone You should give me all them beats that Melvin Burch won't cuss on Cause bitch, I gets down like low serotonin Bitch, I got heart; Bret, Jim, and Owen I’m the 7-time champ of the melancholy rap league Ho, I’m in my pocket, you're like lint tryina’ sack me True blue boy, I guess you could say I’m crippled Emotionally handicapped, but I’m never fickle That’s the order [Hook] Don't know what I'm singin' 'bout, but... Don't know what I'm singin' 'bout, but... Don't know what I'm singin' 'bout, but... Don't know what I'm singin' 'bout, but... [Verse 2] Eatin' Tuscan Six-Cheese pizza, Cherry Limeade On a Sunday evening, thinkin' 'bout a Friday Don’t know how I’ll make it, but I’ll make it, that’s on Papa Word to John, if you trip? In the car, he got the chopper So don’t try me, I’m grimy, I’ll blow a hater to oblivion Heater give your crew blood baths; obsidian Delivering to any hood, any time If you’re hungry for a problem, hit the line, and you can dine But yo’ girl want that sausage, always got her mouth wide Always got somebody in her like the In-N-Out line Overrated; but I admit, she still my favorite ‘Cause I never have to tip her, she already know my payment And she know the way I like it: fresh and warm Light on the sauciness; she don’t talk back no more She love me ‘cause I’m real, I trained her to hate fakers Making bread left and right, that’s that Kay Panabaker Ungh [Hook] [Verse 3] Chase the Red Bull with water, I am Deadpool and Potter I'm the hero in my story, and I know it, so don't bother tryin' trick me Leave me or lick me, you've got two options My girl look Emma Watson; yo’ girl look like Hopsin Fuckboy, quit jockin’, when I’m rappin’, ain’t nada wack Post-performance at a jazz club: I gotta snap ‘Cause that praise shit? I don’t get a lot of that And to tell the truth, Emma Watson never hollered back I’m an escapist; this is my greatest act If I wasn’t living ‘cause of fiction, I would make it fact It’s the journey, not the fucking destination Everybody chasin' bullshit; empty chicks with full tits Twitter follows, Instagram likes, promotions, Gamerscores, and achievements Bitch, I don’t believe shit but this damn slice that's in front of my face, this damn bed where I lay, and this damn song I created And that's the order [Hook]