This is a song about "Gd p"

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

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

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Hustling tryna make this p

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Just wait, this is not the end p

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

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