This is a song about "Lucy p"

Bring your pen and your weed stash

M v p like steve nash

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Hustling tryna make this p

Third ward general, young cash money

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

Read a fuckin dictionary, menage a trois with lucy and mary,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

But i can't stop like r h c p

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

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