This is a song about "Popping on your mammy"

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Then i burn on the return, popping bernie may schemes

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Popping some pills, like neo in the matrix

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Feel your chest on top on

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Grosse pointes blank popping in your back before i cut slack

Rapping about champagne, and popping on the plane

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Your on fire.. your on fire

J. cole's her ghost writer

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Popping shots off from my top like an uzi

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is