This is a song about "Pop punk"

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

Private plane, my seat recline

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

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

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

But i can rip it any style you want,you just acting wild lil punk

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school