This is a song about "Pop threes"

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

Our nation have to bow, africa

Please do not expect me to go pop,

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

Okay man you do the drop

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Test me fool i leave you #threes with #ease im hot three hundred degrees

Pop another volume

Won't run out anytime soon

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/