This is a song about "Scotch tape"

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

The wedding tape makes me travel back

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

I wish i can send you a tape after your gone

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

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

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

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And filmed the motherfuckin' crimes up on a tape recorder,

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

And some others, but you'll figure that out later in this tape