This is a song about "Tap dat"

Quoting the big ones while i tap a bitch once

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

I'm gonna make you tap to my rap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Flat ass, true dat, a sex addict wouldnt tap dat,

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

My rhymes are smooth they flow like water from a tap

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

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

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

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

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

My eyes go dark as i tap into my conscience