This is a song about "Drop thatmix tape"

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Or i can use tape, who's fate can i decide/

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

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

From the time that you stole my heart

I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped

It's waking time, time to drop

Like a fiend off the best rock

And filmed the motherfuckin' crimes up on a tape recorder,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Nor am i contemplating on every single tape,

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I drop philosophies,