This is a song about "Drops"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

//start rapping when the beat drops.

You pull up in parking lots

Spitting drops of acidic chemicals in your retinal

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes

I deserved to be reimbursed, cant spit they just dribble drops

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church