This is a song about "Popping all day"

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Be wearin crockadillys all and every day

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Grind all day til the family okay

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Well, the club bout to hear this song

Hanging out here all day long,

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Cos kids gonna bump to my mixtape all day

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

All i ever wanted was to pick apart the day