This is a song about "Anoying p"

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

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

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

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Hustling tryna make this p

Knowing you can no longer party

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

//^ flow to above lines: i got by 'n' murked this cypher verse.... :p.

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Just wait, this is not the end p