This is a song about "The alphabet"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

I bring the vowels to the alphabet, for everyone can understand.

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

The more battles the better the flows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Its not your fault all you know is a. b .c from the alphabet,

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent

The water from the past is the same water in the present

The bigger the the fun

See, i'm second to no one

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I let you know you dealing with dogs