This is a song about "Tape"

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

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

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Nor am i contemplating on every single tape,

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

And filmed the motherfuckin' crimes up on a tape recorder,

And when my tape come out, i hope you all play this

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church