Burned the roof of my mouth once more
Swallow the lava before my silent roar
Time for another slice of pizza
Best to eat another slice of pizza
Any kind of sauce is actually okay
But add any meat and I'm running away
Time for another slice of pizza
Best to eat another slice of pizza
Picture painting the perfect panic attack
The oven ransacked lunch on the toaster rack
It was just a second that I had turned my back
But the cheese had already turned to black
You done, f*cked up dinner, but luckily there's a plan B
Costco slices and Dominoes can be purchased affordably
Once pizza has been spoken once invoking it's name
It simply has to be served you think this is some sort of game?
I'm only serious when speaking of the grandest of pies
And that declaration in it of itself is also a lie
Daydream of dessert pizza with chocolate and cinnamon
I don't like deep dish too much but that's a personal opinion
But as long as we're taking preference into account
I'll eat a cheese pizza with barbecue sauce by the pound
And I have definitely eaten my fair share already
Seven hundred and fifty slices and still going steady
Since starting to teach small kids from across the street
Travel to Costco on the daily for a lunch time treat
Which is probably bad for cholesterol and general health
But I will still be sneaking slices with an unblemished stealth
Cause the truth is it's comfort food it's a god damn crutch
It's a sign that I'm not willing to branch out that much
My culinary maturity is that of a uncultured highschooler
Spending efforts on skating faster and rhyming cooler
But the pizza persists the pizza is a constant
I eat pizza and then like a fool I flawlessly flaunt it
If you are what you eat then self evaluation is easy
And I know exactly why I feel so greasy
This ontological crisis is breezy