This is a song about "El p"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

I got el gran santro watching me

Plottin' don’t even worry

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

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

So while the world goes drake crazy

Hustling tryna make this p

Hustling tryna make this p

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

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

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