This is a song about "Shot poppin"

Cause these days, poppin is expected

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Heads were droppin', pistols poppin', teens coppin' metal,

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

"stop poppin' that pussy" is what i tell her

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

I remember last night i was poppin champagne

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Shot fired from the shot tower/

Trying to get his life together, or what not

When you only get one shot, only get 1 shot