This is a song about "Tap that"

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

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Another love song about shit

That i forgot,that i needed

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Tap the glass lightly then crescendo

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

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

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

There's crack, there's crack

Drinking roc like its tap

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

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Tap, tap it in putter