This is a song about "The trap game"

So lay down the trap, because i'm fly like i'm venus

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I make love to the game

Through all the rain and the pain

It's all good, finna dog that

Comming straight outta the trap

I wanted the money and never the fame

Im aggressible to the game

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

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

He don't do the same

The realist in the game

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

The trap, see that wasn't enough see i wanted the world

Well rick james, maury jane

Remember this fact in the game