This is a song about "Pop corn"

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Watch some porn suck my dick while i eat some pop corn

If they find that stash box just one time

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

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

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

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

This is the root of all evil

Pop the weasel, causing upheaval

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob