This is a song about "Trap jumping"

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Bitch you’re jumping over the wrong fence,

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

I beat rap, they screaming shit rihanna its a trap.

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Something i craved, mocha has got me jumping, like the birth rate.

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Looka this punk jumping back 'n forth jumping jacks trying to show some effort

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Well, i can handle that

And forget about the trap,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I get it jumping like a lemur leaping