This is a song about "Trap house"

That smack i hated that i knew it was a trap.

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Alright i'm at the house.

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

Dont make me snap, its like a giant trap

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,