This is a song about "Trap lorf"

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

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

All you niggas comin with me its a fuckin trap

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

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

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

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Comming straight outta the trap

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

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black