This is a song about "Trap guns"

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

You can't evade my guns,

That was my influence

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

Without the sound of guns

Back with a vengeance

And forget about the trap,

Now you got me hopped up on that

I'm from the number one place on the map

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,