This is a song about "Meggy p"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Hustling tryna make this p

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

My garage full of cars that bounce

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

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

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since