This is a song about "Finally popu"

Finally got my glasses cleaned

I am ryu-like to the fiend

He finally begins to rap,

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Mess making, now my eyes can finally rest,

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Finally triplec a genius lyrically and academically

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I finally got a girl, mom!/

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Finally finna find a child's style

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

Finally able write my wrongs,

So i went down south but i ended up north

And it's finally been abolished,

You know i stick to the script