This is a song about "Trap hard as fuck"

The science and the art, africa

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Trippin hard as fuck all up and down these walls

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

And forget about the trap,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Hard as a taint, cancerous prostate

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Here i go again, searching for love

Metaphors hit hard as glocs, rifles

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

You think i'm so small but actually i'm tough so please fuss up, cause they call