This is a song about "A p"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

So just pass the weed, i smash ‘em g’s, you can call my ass a master p,

Shittin' lyrics out like i'm master p, y'all asking me,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Just wait, this is not the end p

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

And that is the zone, thats where i be, if u impede then you r.i. and p