This is a song about "Pppppppppppppap apapapa p"

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

Always getting in dept, but never debt, a upside down p is the difference,

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

I've read huey p. newton, listened to malcolm speak,

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

'you got a visitor mr. p' bitch send him in

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

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

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Just wait, this is not the end p

Whoever is about to responde to my battle just know that im and incredible rap bat,

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p