This is a song about "Tap that"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

My eyes go dark as i tap into my conscience

So repeat tap both feet

This is the concrete

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

I'm gonna make you tap to my rap

Quoting the big ones while i tap a bitch once

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

You, you, you have to pay for that

Drinking roc like its tap

What's that gap in that strap

Make the fingers snap

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

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried