This is a song about "Pop it"

When i get to warwick avenue

Say you pop pills but it just aint you

It go like: count that stack, pop that cap then down that jack

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Self made coming soon

Pop another volume

Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

To pop it and work out life's riddle, man

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

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

And sins we got

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

Is written in our souls, africa