This is a song about "Tan del"

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Yea i have a bad bitch a real nice caramel tan

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

I get my cake; i love hip hop

In the sun cause i don’t tan, i burn, blood clot

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

Delicate little tan girl

And he, what's his name, earl

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan