This is a song about "Keep on trappin"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

You just keep on fighting

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

But yo, keep that on the low though

Don't want to be the king

And i keep on praying

Pay dues like a hair salon

Ahah i keep going on

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Well if you haven't, then keep on listening,

But imma keep on doing me

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Keep on blowing doja, never blow my composure

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

New message from mom

As we keep pushing on,