This is a song about "Popin the choppa"

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

I'm the nigga with the juice

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk