This is a song about "Fa p"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

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

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

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

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

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

But i can't stop like r h c p

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

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

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

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique