This is a song about "1980 pop"

Speed up, patience, please cause

Get off, for i pop off

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

I know you just doing your job

Please do not expect me to go pop,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

Nickelodeon. pop and locking, hiding opium

Look at what we rolling in, causing pandemonium

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

The nine gonna pop in silence with power