This is a song about "Ta"

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Tryin ta make sure time on earth, is heavily influenced,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Recovered man, our plans ta discover other lands, suburban places got me

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Formulating up plots ta escape from salems lock 'cause its scorching hot,

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

But i wont give up, im tryin ta get that,

Not talking bout hova keep balance like you supposed ta

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

You see automatic, few flee, ought-ta have it

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit