This is a song about "Gotta p"

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

You already are caged

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

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

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

Got my foot on the gas

M v p like steve nash

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

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

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat