This is a song about "Curry with the pop"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

When i watch you all scatter as i pop off the flares!

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Then split the scene! & pop the limousine!

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Spitting fire without condoms the in pop filter

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

The nine gonna pop in silence with power