This is a song about "Mixtape a"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Mistakes ona mixtape and make my rymes pen i trate in your mind

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Murderin' beats? this mixtape album? i guess it's dead,

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

And it's crazy cause i've actually got a mixtape i can call mine.

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Chasing them checks, nike work

I'm a vulture yous a buzzard

I got a mixtape in hands, got plans to kill shit,

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit