This is a song about "The trap"

And sit up front, i'm not asking it's a trap

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Now you got me hopped up on that

Comming straight outta the trap

Fucker, call it noun, trap for the town, grind with both feet on the ground,

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

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

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap