This is a song about "Crappy mixtape"

And it's crazy cause i've actually got a mixtape i can call mine.

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

I got a mixtape in hands, got plans to kill shit,

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Goin straight shout out to tune new mixtape coming soon

Entwine,meaning that this crappy artist i'm versing is about to be wiped off from

They wanna jack me like some kind of crackfiendi wonder if he knows that my income

And it was mixtape after mixtapes and then the

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked

I never knew i'd drop a mixtape with kid,

Cos kids gonna bump to my mixtape all day

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play