This is a song about "Trapping and dabbin"

Trapping with the hood rats

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

And stop playing hide and seek,

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

And pissing red, white, and blue

That means two, between me and you

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Indo indoors with the windows closed yo, insanity trapping me tragically

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed