This is a song about "Fuck the pop"

Ha, running rebel on another level

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Pop back ya cap, name officially off the map

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Then split the scene! & pop the limousine!

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Then pop the pain killers at a rate like i'm illiterate

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Surprised he didn't pop the pills because he was lost

That's a sequel to the pop hits of the past

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped