This is a song about "The p"

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

But they sold jello in the paint

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

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

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Time to break out da cage, p-put you all in a haze

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

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