This is a song about "Pop the cherry"

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

On they twitter writing novels, see

Lead the way, got ghost to pop a slug

I said i don’t give a fuck

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

The pop rock cos you ain't good enough for hip hop

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Innocuous most of the time unless you slobs wanna pop some shit

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Then split the scene! & pop the limousine!

Fuck life, i’ll cock the gun and pop it, blowing my brains,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

So prepare yourself lets pop the champagne