This is a song about "Shit poppin"

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Poppin' shit off, get to bloggin' and to copping it or,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Poppin' one dead in they forehead

Stirring up a crock of it, the opposite of poppin' sick shit,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

I've been poppin' shit off in this bitch, i never left pages blank,

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Cause these days, poppin is expected

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

We poppin' models like dahmer

You know...you know who you are