This is a song about "Pudding pops"

And suddenly you don't seem nearly as tempting for pudding

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

And pray to pops that i make it

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

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

Ses starter main pudding,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

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