This is a song about "Pia k"

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

They be pushing more drug pounds than k-fed's weight,

K family, billionaires

You'll be rich in 2010 if you bought shares

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

(a k e) seems like a woman to me

And my only fear's a wedding ring

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

Or, if you prefer, d n k r o z

We got money to go get baby