This is a song about "Pop ouy"

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Please do not expect me to go pop,

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Making critics pop a sadam on this shit

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

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

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

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

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

Pop you like a pimple

Lady at the frank stand will

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

When snap and crackle belive that bitch gon pop