This is a song about "Lolly pops"

My mom and pops didn't want me

And its simple as that baby

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Worked just as hard as pops and i never forgot

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

And mine somewhere bout mars

In your butt it slips 'n' pops.

I'm seeing the birth of the truth it just pops

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

My pops never gave me props for what im not

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars