This is a song about "Dont stop the pop"

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

At the top, rock bottom and they still dont stop

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Bring the keys, oh my god

Dont stop uh, roses in the pot

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Better stop pop-rappers getting to the top faster

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Never gonna stop more flow than a shook soda pop

She dont stop cause i know she ain't through

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade