This is a song about "The trap bed"

Got a bitch scared to the point where she wet her bed

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

And forget about the trap,

Baby all i do is rap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Mr. piggy, ya fat monster, i think you've fallen in the wrong trap

And don't perform after him or you might regret

The ones u listen to when lying in your bed

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

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

The bills kept raising the stress, i remember waking from bed

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

My wrists run red with blood splattered on the bed.

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

The foundation collapse, your trap inside, you couldn't go