This is a song about "Papa johns"

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Papa said that i did not have a mother or a father to spend time with

Papa took a sip of his beer

Haters beware, i can see clear

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

End it here before i'm famous and my papa shows up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Slow down ya clock watch and spit like papa doc, hottest crew,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,