This is a song about "X p"

Fuck fame, fuck money

Hustling tryna make this p

//^ flow to above lines: i got by 'n' murked this cypher verse.... :p.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Just wait, this is not the end p

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

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

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,