This is a song about "Im from the trap"

Bitch say im hot smoking on by the night nigga you ain't know about the life

Im speaking from the mind, speaking out of knowledge, breathing god's air im feeling alive

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

So lay down the trap, because i'm fly like i'm venus

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And forget about the trap,

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Comming straight outta the trap

Or let the mob handle that

I started from the bottom, and im curious where you think

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

The foundation collapse, your trap inside, you couldn't go

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow