This is a song about "Tapping"

Our leaders all get wrapped up in wire-tapping tax scandals,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

But was tapping many queens and stacking plentya cream like (whoa)

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

But know i'm tapping, hoping to see people clapping/////

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Nonstop rapping, yo girl tapping me, wrapping me up like a package packing sheet

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

Punch lines i'm tapping bitches who only be dimes

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

I've been sitting here tapping on my keys, staring at the clock.

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

I'm tapping out on my keypad, it's carnage, is there any doubt to see that

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Who knows? they're probably tapping us with fiber optic wire,