This is a song about "Grandfather papa"

I told papa it as no use, i went over and layed beside your body

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf

Grandfather replied with a sigh of grief

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Papa said "be you" don't wear an over sized shoe

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost

Its no different, from the iron ones, your grandfather fought

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

Papa took a sip of his beer