This is a song about "Drop that"

I drop philosophies,

Cause there could never be peace

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

That nigga couldn't name drop, but it's all good

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Bitches on my dick that pop lock and drop it

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

(starts at :16) okay drop bars fuck that i spit rhymes thatll destroy your fuckin rhymes,

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

And plus you know i won’t stop ‘till the day that i drop,

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players