This is a song about "Trap king"

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

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

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

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

You get close but no cigar

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

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