This is a song about "Fa p"

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

By any means, if ya like it or not

Whoever is about to responde to my battle just know that im and incredible rap bat,

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

It's a battlejust for tha big money

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

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

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

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

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

No one-half and i hate math

M v p like steve nash

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that