This is a song about "Rap and tap"

No car key and i mean that

And yea i know i cant rap

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

And sense when because i rap,

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Can't stand without writing rap and

Drinking roc like its tap

You got reason to brag

And throw your rap away

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

But it's funny how you tap and tap

I don't like y'all rap topics and y'all rap logic,

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