This is a song about "Pop tarts"

You haters put up your guards

Four more tarts playing harps

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Brave like brave heart drugs but stay smart pop some sweet tarts

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Pop another volume

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

My girl finished high school and she got her a degree

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Wanna spend it all on you

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

So prepare yourself lets pop the champagne

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

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

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/