This is a song about "Whoop"

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

You can't handle that i'm about to whoop your ass without

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Bitch i been hot since tony touch and doo whoop

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Mic slip (whoop) put one in you're gut for pain