This is a song about "Pop tarts"

Four more tarts playing harps

I got these tats all on my arms

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

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

Self made coming soon

Pop another volume

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

"it's not hip hop, it's pop."

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

I'mma make your heads bop until your veins pop

That means i have no block

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

Tire marks, tire marks

Four more tarts playing harps

Go pop some pills or something

Frightening, so fucking frightening