This is a song about "Trapped in a maze"

Listening to your garbage’s got me feeling trapped in a small cage/

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Lady at the frank stand will

I'm dazed, trapped in a cycle

Your eyes like a maze i look into/

And no nigga gon love you

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Trapped in a never-ending barrage of hopelessness/

Either way i'm trapped in a hell that celebrates my sweet decay

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

It's like being stuck in a maze and i can't get out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I am trapped in a world that i dont want be in and i find that there's no

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

A decoy, my raps'll leave you trapped in defeat boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy