This is a song about "Tags"

That lil kid jackin tags, leavin people black and blue.

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

I didn't get invited, im the one that tags along,

We pop tags like its acne, passin l's to the backseat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Falls flat on his back, pulls out his tags

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Better check ur facts b, i pop tags like its acne,

Bring them toe tags in again

Car seats got screens in them

But i keep that to myself, i never tell and rip the tags.

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks