This is a song about "Pop s painting"

Exploring ourselves, learning, painting, and singing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Forgot how to smile, while on faces the smile i'm painting///

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Huh, got to get better with time

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

But really you can't touch this scene that i am painting

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

Our history that they stole, africa

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

S queezys very bold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled