This is a song about "Rectal escape"

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Whos just so mundane it makes you wanna just escape

The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

So you best escape before i separate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

From every tough situation, i fuckin' tried to escape

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

There was only one place that i could ever go escape

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

Duct tape just incase you try to go n make an escape

But how does one escape his own mind?

The revolution has arrived

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape