This is a song about "1980 pop"

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

I know you just doing your job

Go pop some pills or something

I said pay me it’s nothing

I spit that 1980 pryor, that l.a. '92 violence/

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

My life is like a bubble, i am ready to pop,