This is a song about "Trap queen in this clyb"

I just gets it in first lady queen pin

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

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

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I'll bring a thunderous storm and trap you in it till you reach your limit

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

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

Mr. piggy, ya fat monster, i think you've fallen in the wrong trap