This is a song about "The traphouse"

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

As the king upon the throne

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,