This is a song about "Livvy p"

Time to break out da cage, p-put you all in a haze

They say that i never cease to amaze

Just wait, this is not the end p

Third ward general, young cash money

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

Whoever is about to responde to my battle just know that im and incredible rap bat,

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

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

But make sure if they do see

But i can't stop like r h c p