This is a song about "The trap"

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

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

And forget about the trap,

But i muscle rap

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

All you niggas comin with me its a fuckin trap

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

That smack i hated that i knew it was a trap.

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

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