This is a song about "Ta"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You will see, what you do ta me, you aint new ta me,

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

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Never forget what ya meant ta

They claim it as their own, africa

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

I'll slap ya, don't fuck with me, not even when you have ta

Doin' it fo' the stack, hol'up i need ta reload

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

I only want the ps, beefs i try ta prevent

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god