This is a song about "Popping molly s"

Bun b, i’m underground king

6 popping 5 dropping

Popping some pills, like neo in the matrix

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Dropping her draws and the bra and got it popping

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

I'm bent off that drink, but i don't touch that molly

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

No more molly cause i probably copped it

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple