This is a song about "Typical pop songs"

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

Shots, they back and forth

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

You'll never think it's typical in the syllables,

And of course, my car's off course

I could barely write these songs

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The pinnacle of my lyrical skill isn't your typical

Hes mystical, irresistible, how typical

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

You'll never think it's typical in the syllables,