This is a song about "Poppin"

He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Eatin' rations infested with rats poppin' aspirin and captains

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

I remember last night i was poppin champagne

Here i go again, falling in love again

I got something you've been waiting for

We poppin' models like dahmer

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Plot, it thickens, yo the clock is tickin', poppin' sick shit,

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that