This is a song about "Drop that mix tape"

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Gotta drop lock that man spill

Big stacks, no lego bricks

So i don't spill my mix

Bitches on my dick that pop lock and drop it

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Like that drop out who created my phone

It's a mix of art and science that i use to drop bombs and make scenes silent,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

But i'm gonna keep on going 'til the day that i drop and that all

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church