This is a song about "Wrap"

Imma fucking wrap my hand around his damn throat and squeeze,

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

That nap wrap gap trap bitmap match flap strap slap crap spat

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

The dead society of a poet

And this is how i'll "wrap it"

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Un-saran wrap the purple

Ok now everythings wonderful

My body gets numb when i snap when i'm fighting it's a wrap

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

That's boa, see that's my set

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

With a string attached in some gifted wrap