This is a song about "Being p u m p e d for red robin"

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

We’ll take it under the huey p and expose you phony.

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

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

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

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

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised