This is a song about "Coco pops"

Off, then i'll crank the nozzle til his fuking head pops.

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

I'm seeing the birth of the truth it just pops

Niggas is working forever my bars

Or the shutters till your head pops reddish colors.

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/

I ain't really been weak since pops smashed

That we can't forget the past

Them bitches trying to suck my coco.

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow