This is a song about "Molly pocket"

I got a laptop in my back pocket

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

I'm bent off that drink, but i don't touch that molly

No more molly cause i probably copped it

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

Another victory i've accomplished, more money in my pocket

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,