This is a song about "Pimp daddy"

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Now split that sweet down the middle, pimp

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

"sorry bitch, i have to leave you", "please don't daddy",

, ya i dissed u go cry your daddy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles