This is a song about "Jake cap"

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Stand on this stage wearing a light blue cap

And you all will respect that

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Steaks rare cooked on embraers, cap it off like a pilot

Finna steal some scrilla and peel a cap for a critter

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

At your cap like masks are on, axes like we're aztecs,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Wake up, pop a cap, rinse and repeat, turn up the beat

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep