This is a song about "Mixtape a"

The wrong drink, the right work

I'm a vulture yous a buzzard

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

Cos kids gonna bump to my mixtape all day