This is a song about "Gotta p"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Or you'll drive me crazy

Just wait, this is not the end p

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

M v p like steve nash

//^ flow to above lines: i got by 'n' murked this cypher verse.... :p.

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You gotta rise above, gotta raise yourself higher

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

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

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby