This is a song about "Tap that"

Hella intelligent that

When that money calls i holla back

My rhymes are smooth they flow like water from a tap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

Therefore before i end this short, i'll make tap like i'm randy couture

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I just tap bitches, stack riches, slap and smack 'em, gaze in space,

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

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Or let the mob handle that

But it's funny how you tap and tap

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that