This is a song about "Ta"

And of course, my car's off course

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me

So man up this phantoms about ta kill da booth,

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

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

London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha