This is a song about "Pop one"

I'm fried from this ripple

Pop you like a pimple

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Okay man you do the drop

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Please do not expect me to go pop,

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Il tear your heart out cause aint no one gon pop me,

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Go pop some pills or something

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop