This is a song about "Other p"

That's what rains for

Love you like no other

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

By any means, if ya like it or not

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

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

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I got bigger problems baby

Just wait, this is not the end p

Hustling tryna make this p

I’m a hustla, baby