This is a song about "Poping bottle"

Niggas wild as shit. no rubber, just climb in that bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

I begin to spin the blue bubbly bottle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

So i bet him till he's dead with a bottle of rum

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

I'm no rolemodel, but when your empty in need of another bottle,

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

The problems i bottle i rap away aggression,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You a sweet nigga like a bottle of coke,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke