This is a song about "Paige p"

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Dont take the p... out of people less fortunate,

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Knowing you can no longer party

Just wait, this is not the end p

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Trynna start over like im turning the page paige

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy