This is a song about "Pussy pop"

My mama smoked so god damn much

Nah pop that pussy for that cabbage

I think you're a pussy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Cause u aint no man you a pussy

We're living in a fantasy

Curl up like big worm when i drop

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick