This is a song about "Push pops"

Tryin to push the metal pedal

As i light one for ill will

And pray to pops that i make it

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

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

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

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

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

The richest place on earth

Push them down my elevators

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

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

His only escape for his fuckin pops split,

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that