This is a song about "Trap queens"

I just wanna be higher than that

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

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

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

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

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Bet i'm heavy with that

And forget about the trap,

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Lay is fucking ass down on a mouse trap

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

That smack i hated that i knew it was a trap.