This is a song about "Pop out"

Get off, for i pop off

And i can't help but stare, cause

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Please do not expect me to go pop,

Pop another volume

Won't run out anytime soon

Go pop some pills or something

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

Nickelodeon. pop and locking, hiding opium

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

But i fuck them off and pop out the middle finger

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

You know i am not gon stop