This is a song about "Vcr tape"

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

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

Spitting caution tape, paying homage, say,

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

The wedding tape makes me travel back

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

This mix tape is shit, so lets get to the chase

And some others, but you'll figure that out later in this tape

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin