This is a song about "Tap out"

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

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

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Better begin, again with the meddling, turn the tap on the rap/

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Get yours; you know what this about

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

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

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Let's get you on the sack, hap. nap. tap you in your ass man.

With out doubt i wont back out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

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

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that