Reunited. Double cheese pizza, we’re all excited. Lit a match to the gas stove and got that shit ingnited. Black olives and banana peppers taken from the Earth. Bigga niggaz come and try get in on our scarf. Scrapin off the cheese, them niggaz eat haphazardly. Tragically, that pizza stylie, deteriorates rapidly. Half-cooked provisions, throwin out your best pizza creations. You couldn’t take my pizza’s heat, get the fuck out of my fuckin kitchen…
by the lost Wu-Tang member, PZA
