This is a song about "Scared p"

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

In a collision, i see their ambition

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

We’ll take it under the huey p and expose you phony.

Catch feelings of a pussy, thats rarely homey

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

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

And i still havent seen one bit of my p

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

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Please boo what's your size crazy

But i can't stop like r h c p

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

So just pass the weed, i smash ‘em g’s, you can call my ass a master p,