This is a song about "Pudding pops"

Worked just as hard as pops and i never forgot

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

My pops never gave me props for what im not

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

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

I ain't really been weak since pops smashed

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Pops locked up so mama couldn't stop me

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

My mom and pops didn't want me

Cause all i want is you, baby