This is a song about "New few sew weed kid seed feed fresh cash slash cop pop drop soap"

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

So drop to your knees and come and cop to defeat

Nope, all you get is shit in my prison when you drop the soap/

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Acting like you're a cop-killer slash godzilla,

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Bitches on my dick that pop lock and drop it

You're very attractive, and notice that

Kid gets cash from working and flaunts? bang bang silence,

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor