This is a song about "Pop out"

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

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

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

It'll pop out the fucker and puncture this youngster.

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I make her cum a lot

"it's not hip hop, it's 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

Take out pad and paper, time to make this shit pop,

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Go pop some pills or something

If they could cut out all the busting

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Don't let evil things pop out of you cold weasel.