This is a song about "Per"

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

Take some from the early bird and start chargin per compliment/

And this is only the second of eleven mics i'm wreckin' per second

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Criminal intent, out of breath, reach limits per minute,

A role bought for 5 nickles per hour, a sicko eating out a quarter-pounder's girth

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

And if they resort to mix-tapes, my feats'll beat 'em per cassette

It starts to go downhill by 9.8 meters per second per second

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust