This is a song about "Trappin"

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

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

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

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

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

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