This is a song about "Trap jumping"

Flows all over the place like im running and jumping

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

And sit up front, i'm not asking it's a trap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Get caught in my mouse trap

The door crack, niggas all black

Let me see bitches jumping of their seats

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

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

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Bitch you’re jumping over the wrong fence,