This is a song about "P h"

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

[h] hone the hideous image hidden, of being homeless,

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

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