This is a song about "Peter thomas"

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

Getta letter sayin' see ya down by peter

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Your old fashion, jurassic rap is #panned without the #peter,

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Meet peter - a loser who was sayin' he could take

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

And sell out 'till we dig holes for homes like peter rabbit,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.