This is a song about "My strap"

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

Dattle, strap in you're saddle, you're just a waste of space and a disgrace to

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

That nap wrap gap trap bitmap match flap strap slap crap spat

I'm on a rocket flyin to the top strap on to me/

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Strap a gat and blow caps at your skullcap

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Now you got me hopped up on that

What's that gap in that strap