This is a song about "Spicy peanut tape"

Why me, i say it cause we number one

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

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

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked

From the time that you stole my heart

A peanut in the heat

If he does my soul to keep

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Vindicated of wack rap, when i drop this tape