This is a song about "Being a trap nigga"

Our children must be taught, of africa

Cant fuck wit a broke nigga or a snitch nigga

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Took the form of a human being

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Cause i'm as deadly as a cat to a rat that's stuck in a trap

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

So i went to a trap store and bought a remedy for it