This is a song about "Popping a cherry"

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Rapping about champagne, and popping on the plane

Thing popping like a thing of wine. i meant the only

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Then i burn on the return, popping bernie may schemes

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

Popping lame rappers, i'll hit ya dome with caps, and style's dire,

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping