This is a song about "Trap and bass"

Double m-g not to mention we got that

And sit up front, i'm not asking it's a trap

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

For trap and soul, metaphors for hordes of cattle

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

I'll drop the bass flat on your face and have your beats spraying all over the place

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

Comming straight outta the trap

You, you, you have to pay for that

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats