This is a song about "Poping in the mouth"

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Oh thats your girl? well i put my cock in her mouth

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Smack a blunt in the mouth two toke's the pace,

Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Blunt in my mouth and my hand on the grip

And these haters feel the same, somethin' sick up in the mouth

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Takes a handful of em and stuffs them in her lower mouth

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

I was drowning in the tide with my mouth open wide,