This is a song about "Make pops"

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

I'm not saying pops did nothing, cause without a dad you're incomplete.

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

My pops never gave me props for what im not

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

With shocks at hospital, we learned to just duck when it pops,

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Or something that you paid for