This is a song about "Pop that"

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I never dreamed that the facts would pop shit like this,

Pop another volume

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

It go like: count that stack, pop that cap then down that jack

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

With pop tunes that costume our doomed slewed truths

When snap and crackle belive that bitch gon pop

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Na you ain't a faggot you just pop that bubbly