This is a song about "Trappin"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Horder straight trappin', hustle and grind, hustle and grind, my flow is sick

And i knew that i'd make it out one day!, rappin' or trappin'

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,