This is a song about "Amalie p"

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

'you got a visitor mr. p' bitch send him in

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Time to break out da cage, p-put you all in a haze

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

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

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

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

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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