This is a song about "Gilly p"

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

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

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

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

And that is the zone, thats where i be, if u impede then you r.i. and p

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

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

And when it come to the cash

M v p like steve nash

Dont take the p... out of people less fortunate,

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

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

But you never come when you period is five days