This is a song about "The turban"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Got the passion for the music

The bigger the the fun

Hold on you can see my vision

But i dont never play

The truth but thats the way

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

The weed into the bong

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

In the heat of the summer,