This is a song about "Tape boy"

The wedding tape makes me travel back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Or i can use tape, who's fate can i decide/

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

See my hands start to shake

So slim davy throw me the tape