This is a song about "Pop shut"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

To liberate yourselves, africa

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

They like talking, its like gossip

Under pressure no sweat, my pores are shut

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

I live my life in tha fast lane

Shut your mouth, call you bane