This is a song about "Taste"

Earl sweatshirt, tyler, the creator

Taste it she's my favorite flavor

I'd fuck fate herself if she had the taste

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Tailored wif attitude and faith, sailors of forttuide and taste,

So close now i can almost taste it.

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

But they both taste the same

Stuck in this game

So close now i can almost taste it.

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

At twenty eight i'll have plenty of taste

And i feared that my fans say i failed