This is a song about "You can t tap"

It's real dog, i live in the fire

The one who can´t even show a real smile

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

But it's funny how you tap and tap

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Can't win with a passive attack