This is a song about "Getting p"

Knowing you can no longer party

But i can't stop like r h c p

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

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

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

My garage full of cars that bounce

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Lights will flash, cars will crash

M v p like steve nash