This is a song about "Keep on trapping"

Ahah i keep going on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Man, straight and no fucking

I'm on the run, keep running

And keep on bringing that beastly flow,

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

My niggas out here trapping a lot

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

It ain't where i been

But imma keep on pushing

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Keep it cool and drop stool on fools