This is a song about "Gonna make you taste"

It's gonna be you not me, who's not gonna make it through this

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Yea you bout to taste the magic

Oh she’s gonna make it.

You, you, you have to pay for that

I'm gonna make you tap to my rap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Whatever you say, never depends cause i give you haters a taste

Maybe that's why i've got a brain that acts practically raped,

Someones gonna make it stop

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Gonna try to pick the words that make you understand

Say she like my style but i talk too fast