This is a song about "Pop quiz"

Life has put her to the test

Pop a bullet in your chest,

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

You attack me repeatedly, i'm finna make your eyes pop

Pop you like a pimple

I'm fried from this ripple

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Stupid racist jokes can surprise you like a pop quiz

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

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

So get them ends hot

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