This is a song about "Meaty plop"

Bounce, nod your head, and party while you can,

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies bounce that back

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Words hit my ear-drums - bounce-off - brain churns but can't get through it

Munching fries... slurping sprite to quench my thirst

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Dont bother to bounce back cause im without a doubt da toughest/

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Nigga you betta bounce

Big shit popping, i'm the man

Bang bang, do you hear that gun bang?

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I slam your face down into the pavement,