This is a song about "Cowboy bebop"

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Money long from here to japan

Finger finger bang bang

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/

Once as a slave who imagined being free

In the club i dont dance like diddy!

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

I'm why baby mommas leave

My raps and verses bang bang like keef

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win