This is a song about "Fack p"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

We’ll take it under the huey p and expose you phony.

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

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

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

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