This is a song about "Pudding pops"

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

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

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

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

My mom and pops didn't want me

Or you'll drive me crazy

If you ever feel alone and

I ain't really been weak since pops smashed

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Till my pops popped me off, that was family matters

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

His only escape for his fuckin pops split,