Pizza Song

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, fucked 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