This is a song about "Taylor swift in the trap"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

I'll make sure that you don't win like a mouse in a trap,

And she's the type to booby trap my penis with her cleavage

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Ima take your perfect life and trap you in this hell.

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

I'll make sure that you don't win like a mouse in a trap,

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

I'll bring a thunderous storm and trap you in it till you reach your limit