This is a song about "Poplar bluff"

That reminds me of the bodies from them poplar trees,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

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

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

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Called my bluff .spun some new shit. now i'm parked up out the front

Trust they seen enough

Man i will call your bluff

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

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

I just called your bluff this is so fucking rough