This is a song about "Pizza pops"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

Every fucked up thought that pops in my brain

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

His daughter pops up, it's him n her playing in the snow

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

Or the shutters till your head pops reddish colors.

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

In your butt it slips 'n' pops.

The you should look up in the stars