This is a song about "Trapin out the bando"

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Eyes poked out the the raven

See boy she been in love

I rose out of the darkness

Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym

But im a well of inspiration

Call me whatever joe

But its thrown out the window

Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Ballin out, showin out, at the rendezvous

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Scratching my back, let the words get out