This is a song about "Drop that mix tape"

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

An addition to art that will never drop or stop

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

And some others, but you'll figure that out later in this tape

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

That nigga couldn't name drop, but it's all good

This information is vital, look

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

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke