This is a song about "Now drop"

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Now see me pull up to yo spot with dat fukkin drop top

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

You aint no grave digger, now drop the gun 'n stop fuckin with her/

Cause i break it out a lot

My album gonna drop

It's waking time, time to drop

I fucking hate this job

A working genius, a work of art

Don't derail or drop your guard

I drop bombs like a nazi pilot it's kamikaze now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

The dead society of a poet

And drop the gossip shit,