This is a song about "Pops"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I love and hate this world, this goes out to ma pops

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

I just wanna be higher than that

And pray to pops that i make it

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

I'm not saying pops did nothing, cause without a dad you're incomplete.

His only escape for his fuckin pops split,

With these macs i've got a bad habit

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Till my pops popped me off, that was family matters

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers