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

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

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

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

Get me on mp3 or d. v. d, known by country, 'n n. l. p. d!

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

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