This is a song about "Tap dat ass"

When you took my hand up so calm

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

So is dr. j and moses malone

I don't know why i'm even on this track

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

No, just put us on death row

We got dat guns and flow

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

That's the window into the sky

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

And i spank dat ass. you aint fuckin wit me.

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat

Cause now you got me hopped up on that