This is a song about "Wrap it up"

I regret some shit i did

Wrap you in saran plastic,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Till i murder your verse and wrap your body up like it's christmas!

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Cause imma step it up, build it up

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Wrap em up in jizz like its my version of a cocoon,

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Right inside of the imprinted wrap

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

And that i spent the night with her

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Then erased in his view like a snack wrap after you ate it