This is a song about "Pop punk"

You just working with the scraps you was given

While the fbi or punk police be running in

Pop another volume

And her smile lit up the room

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Online this is for the public to stop your punk shit

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

Westside, bitch i run mine

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Fascist nun and some punk bitch

If you feel it, it must be real just

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

He was acting like a hardcore punk

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride