This is a song about "Poplar bluff"

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Talked about taking my life but everyone seemed to call my bluff

Little faggots tryna bluff, i ain't a jock or a geek,

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Man i will call your bluff

That would be enough

Be careful who you're messing with when you call the bluff out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

That reminds me of the bodies from them poplar trees,

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Weekend parties go quick no bluff,out of time it tends to suck

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut