This is a song about "Popin the choppa bet we gonna get ya"

Now, now, no need to get upset, i just was thinkin' that you don't wanna loose the bet

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

To be specific feed the critics to some choppa clips/

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

So we gonna get on your fucking nerves til u bend it,

Got problems like ah herpes gonna get ya

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

When are ya gonna get ya self a job,

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Dance like it's hammer time in the lime light, ya gonna score

But i, will mess up the last one, i bet ya

Is written in our souls, africa