This is a song about "Trappin"

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh