This is a song about "Trap house throw it"

I don't know why i'm even on this track

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

So i ain't giving a fuck

Drinkin whiskey throw it up

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Throw on lose yourself and make 'em lose it

Fucker, call it noun, trap for the town, grind with both feet on the ground,

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

I have to share it i can't trap that,

Dig down a hole throw the rest of your body in it

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around