This is a song about "Popping all day"

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Grind all day til the family okay

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Cos kids gonna bump to my mixtape all day

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

My mind is a sharpen blade trapped in the dark all day

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

All i ever wanted was to pick apart the day

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

They smoke there blunts all day....

And oh, i gotta find my way

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

Grind all day til the family okay

Gotta go ham, and i keep it popping

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing