This is a song about "Puddin pops"

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Worked just as hard as pops and i never forgot

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

My pops never gave me props for what im not

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Life’s a bitch and i feel her