This is a song about "Papa s p"

Unable to think clear

Papa took a sip of his beer

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

My papa came over threatening to sue him for illegal gunfire

My papa saw that sad anger wire

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

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

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

But they sold jello in the paint

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