This is a song about "Thirst traps"

Writin these raps, spittin on traps, playin some craps,

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

I felt it, the hunger and the thirst

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Im filling all these gaps with lyrical traps

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

Tip toes like traps, lack silence don't remind us/

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

My god has the traps set

God bless the dead

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before