This is a song about "Tape"

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Nor am i contemplating on every single tape,

I had a cape but lost the tape

Now a nigga got baking to bake

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Stop the tape! this kid needs to be locked away! (get him!)

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Spitting caution tape, paying homage, say,

But i ain't get to see you today

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Etype of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape