This is a song about "Lam p"

Get me on mp3 or d. v. d, known by country, 'n n. l. p. d!

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

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

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Hustling tryna make this p

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

We dig the plot and never bury pot

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

M v p like steve nash

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

I attack mentality an watch people fear me, its clear see as they all flex a.s.a.p

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p

A thug niggas in tha house

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!