This is a song about "Strap"

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Stare a more sawed off strap bear a chore called from mad

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

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

I will fuck your mom with strap on,

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

But still i feel like i could strap on a cocked hand grenade,

I'm on a rocket flyin to the top strap on to me/

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy