This is a song about "Trap moves"

But hows that gonna work out if you ain't tryna make moves?

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

Distract ya, fully automatic acid trap,

I was showed da moves, schooled by the olda dudes.

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Twist my fuckin cap back like ash catch in the trap

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

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

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

My position improving, not to mention

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap