This is a song about "Tyler the creator"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Forget not amir the creator, who can plant a fear like a gator we all in your train

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,