This is a song about "Make pops"

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

In your butt it slips 'n' pops.

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

His daughter pops up, it's him n her playing in the snow

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

I love and hate this world, this goes out to ma pops

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Every fucked up thought that pops in my brain

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

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

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

And pray to pops that i make it

All black everthing on some jigga shit

Yeah, it's all natural baby

My mom and pops didn't want me