This is a song about "Pops"

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

Got my moms and pops always throwing a fit

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Pops had his flaws, had a fuckin problem and lost so much/

His daughter pops up, it's him n her playing in the snow

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Worked just as hard as pops and i never forgot

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

I'm seeing the birth of the truth it just pops

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars