This is a song about "Keeping u in my p"

I'm sick of all these motherfuckers, keeping me caged in

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Keeping my syllables up cos i want my revenge

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

My mind is what i'm keeping from the spies in plain sight creeping

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Always getting in dept, but never debt, a upside down p is the difference,

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

A clever idea to take something they said

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

U fell in love with my lyrics, they just fuked u n burst! wit no rubber

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for