This is a song about "Tap dance"

I'm about to snap

Drinking roc like its tap

Then get out your seat and jump around

Ass fat, tap that put it on the ground

Ha, running rebel on another level

Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

It's weak-ful, i don't preach! i tap keys to each beat!

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Yak! mother fucker, yak! pull the glock back, finger tap,

Y'all critics really think i just bought that new rifle to tap?

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac