This is a song about "Girl i get trap money"

But i ain't gonna call girl why don't you get my tone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

I'm on welfare just to make sure i get some kind of money

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

That smack i hated that i knew it was a trap.

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers

If i can't get money i'd rather be down some pounds

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts