This is a song about "The mostly true adventures of homer p"

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

And that is the zone, thats where i be, if u impede then you r.i. and p

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Dont take the p... out of people less fortunate,

Just wait, this is not the end p

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

This is the part where we run hip hop

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Of you and you no its true you fucking niggahs on the low

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Plus the city is mostly black so it's forever hated,