This is a song about "Pop songs"

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Right from wrongs, sing along to songs,

Mr. happy pop nice songs, i'll drop hip hop pipe bombs

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

Your songs are the cause of havoc,

So i went down south but i ended up north

People dislike my stance, the lyrics in songs,

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Not to shit on you