This is a song about "Using p"

Using depictions of my internal infliction

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Right now using my left brain

Floor seats at that wizards game

Hustling tryna make this p

You be get up on this fly shit baby

But i can't stop like r h c p

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Using multiple syllables a minute

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Whoever's writing my books using permanent