This is a song about "Keep on trappin"

And i knew that i'd make it out one day!, rappin' or trappin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Keep on following, i know the perfect place

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Sb nike's, with the grey box

I keep my gaze glanced on stars

You just keep on fighting

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Aight, keep going, on and on

Baby, you got that super bass

Keep gnash on your teeth till it crash