This is a song about "Algebra the p"

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

It’s me, makavelia.k.a tha don of this whole clique

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

This ain't fuckin algebra! grab that canister of money and get some new stamina/

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

Hustling tryna make this p

Knowing you can no longer party

Sorry for exceeding the limit it was only 2 lines extra

Another bum as a janitor, all we gotta do is learn algebra,

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

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