This is a song about "The huns are deid"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Done grime these streets are the

Watch the ones that are shady,

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Where the kids are raving

Money ain't a thing

Account the amount we are paid

All dem niggas gonna hate

You know what i'm saying

The people are waiting

Their remains are feeding the rodents

I just light up and focus

But most dads are the same, while most moms are unique. (x2)

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

That the villains are pulling in

Riding around without a fuck given