This is a song about "Ta"

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

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

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

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Yo fuck all fame got a hunger ta gain

Ra ta tat tat sending shots at these rappers back packs

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Out-ta this world, i go bigger, jupiter/

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me

So gon' and be my dealer baby

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

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

I use mater ta fuckin shank her

We fuckin' it up this summer