This is a song about "Poppin niggas"

I remember last night i was poppin champagne

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

You all niggas ain't even on my level

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

Took away the pain poppin plenty pills

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

From 93 til infinity, we poppin major drama still