This is a song about "Scotch tape"

So slim davy throw me the tape

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

I wish i can send you a tape after your gone

Your demo tape don't mean shit to me

Summertime in the city

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Etype of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

And daddy's in the cadillac

The wedding tape makes me travel back

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Listening to my tape,

Redbox flow and i do not date