This is a song about "Popular"

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

The one 'n only popular socialite lonewolf mcquade.

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Popular quickly cos i'll stop you sickly

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Rihanna's is better, like how she got popular

Never been too popular but now they'll know my name

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Chillin' with homies and family

I'm popular so she might be

But i rap cos the popular emcees are crap

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Dreams of having my shit played back on popular stereo

I’m ill enough to kill cancer: baby, i’m chemo