This is a song about "Still poppin and rockin"

He was coppin' hits and poppin' cris, he was a rocker kid,

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

Weren't rockin wit me when i was a lame, but now i got big and you ain't the same.

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Rockin addias rev run shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

And yeah i'm rockin skills they dirty as miley's clit is.

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

Eatin' rations infested with rats poppin' aspirin and captains

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

When you're fuckin' close to gettin' beat up and poppin' bones,