This is a song about "Pop cherry"

Look it something they can't ever see

Cause your rhymes are sweeter than a cherry tree.

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

You attack me repeatedly, i'm finna make your eyes pop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

Lady at the frank stand will

And then along came the wrong man for her

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Hold my tears i tried my best

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

My life is like a bubble i am ready to pop,

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock