This is a song about "Pop bottle rocket"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Drinking bottle after bottle erasing bad memories

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

Is written in our souls, africa

Let me see you walk

"it's not hip hop, it's pop."

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

Thats the reason they call me rocket

About some tyga beef shit

Iraqi rocket launcher

You know...you know who you are

Im taking off sky high on a rocket,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that