Lyrics 3.14 Apple Pi - Bo Burnham

3.14 Apple Pi

Yo I don’t got bros, don’t hang on the streets
I don’t beat my hoes, I only beat my meat
Dont womanize cause you know it’s true
That when you look in their eyes, you see they’re people too
Mother effin suffrage!
You know im a gangsta, you know I do coke
But I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat
Ive been doin drive-bys all of my life
Cept the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike
3.14 apple pi
I whip it out, clean it off, and stick it in her eye
And by «it» I mean contact lens
3.14 apple pi
I got rhymes and flows that make hitler cry
George bush won’t he just yell and rant
But he’s a presiDONT who ameriCANT
I spit gangsta hymns, cause I’m a gangsta straight
I think of 20 inch rims when I masturbate
We’re gonna be late, theres no time to waste
Cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste
The taste of my weiner!
(snap)
3.14 apple pi why was I born white no one quite knows why
Gangsta sell their rocks, ive got a collection
You couldn’t get a rise out of a yeast infection
I’m a lyrical heretic, but i’ll make you laugh
Hit with you rhetoric, then i’ll cut you in half
Dont need to be a clown, I dont need to be nice
How bout you sit down, and I serve you slice…
Of my 3.14 apple pi my voice is so smokey it’ll make you high…
Heres a confession its all about me
Heres my impression of a broken jet ski
Here come the puns
All yo little thugs wanna mess me with me?
Know that i’ve been doin drugs since the age of 3
I took my cereal, stabbed it open with a knife
Snorted that shit and I got high on Life
A guy asked me for change, saying my mind was too dense
I said you won’t make cents if you dont make sense
Big finale…
You know I flow and show it, you know that bo know it
You’re lawn i’ll mow it and grow it cause he’s a sho' poet
Yo my rims be spinning I winning, like adam I be sinnin
Potato skinnin and knittin and separate those linens
And in my eyes you see flies, and though you people tries
Just to disguise all your lies, but baby I be wise
You know I did it and shit it you brothers couldn’t hit it
Then you try to ride it, too late!
I already spit it
Apple pi