This is a song about "Drop ass"

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Fuck hookers man i get ass for free, panties drop as soon as i crash the scene

Drop rhymes, no mental constipation

Got me rushed to the station

And i can't help but stare, cause

Now you got that drop off

My album gonna drop

O. trice always rep his block

Trying to give them light and a message

I'll straight drop your ass, here comes "clockwork orange",

Don't derail or drop your guard

Blasting out some backyard

Atomic bombs i drop on y'all,

These joints here not found at the mall

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

That shit is real crass, somebody drop the bass cuz i am about to kik there ass