This is a song about "Pops"

Off, then i'll crank the nozzle til his fuking head pops.

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

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

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

A$$ that pops like coco,

Fucking each others moms

In your butt it slips 'n' pops.

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

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

My pops never gave me props for what im not

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/