This is a song about "Pop shut"

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut,

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut

So in layman’s terms my words burn

So shut up,listen and learn

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Beach on the weekend

Now shut your mouth stop pestering

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I thought it'd get better but

Sleeping with his eyes wide shut

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

And i've been thinking bout you