This is a song about "Sticky tape"

Let me rideuntil i get free

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

And fuck all these sticky situations that i'm getting in

Where every recipient, property of the state

Etype of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Attach a sticky bomb to your face and watch it detonate.

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Let the sticky stuff take you even higher

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven