This is a song about "Fa p"

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

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Hustling tryna make this p

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

So i took another shot

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

But i can't stop like r h c p