This is a song about "We be poppin like ayo"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

And we don't care about these new rappers poppin' a molly,

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Poppin cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style

We're poppin' off like all the cap tips at the fuckin' liquor store,

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

We will all be tokens and jokes like south park high

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

The system aint working like what we used to be

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

From now on we must be like a family,

Snap it while we poppin off, i swear i'm my biggest opponent

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked