This is a song about "Pop bottle rocket"

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Thats the reason they call me rocket

Pop another volume

Won't run out anytime soon

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

I will sent you right to hell by my rocket,

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle