This is a song about "Pop locking"

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

And it don’t stop

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

And just in time your head is mine

Pop you like a pimple

I'm fried from this ripple

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Locking down every block and put up metal detectors

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

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

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music