This is a song about "Poppin off"

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,

I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

And champagne poppin' every night, y'all don't understand?

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Robbin' emcees blind of skill, now he's poppin' shit off,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Cause im poppin valium

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

"stop poppin' that pussy" is what i tell her

Cause these days, poppin is expected

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig