This is a song about "Pop it"

Makes it okay to slay 'em day to day, i pray and pop rocks

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

How much shit is he going to cop before it starts to pop

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Fuck 2 chainz i got 10 medals in my closet, now your bitch with me as she pop drop and lock it.

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

We popping bottles, it don't stop

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

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

I’m the king of rock

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

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