This is a song about "Saran wrap"

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Imma fucking wrap my hand around his damn throat and squeeze,

Wrap his throat with knotted rope and hang him from the balcony

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

And please never disrespect my set

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

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

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

With a string attached in some gifted wrap

Heres a present its a perfect gift wrap

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

And by the celophane is type of plastic wrap

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that