This is a song about "Boy from the trap"

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

The trap, see that wasn't enough see i wanted the world

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Thats the life when your just a boy

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

I got a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

I get a "hell yeah" from dre looking boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy