This is a song about "Trapping and dabbin"

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Grab the scissors and saws and

Bitch we trapping, trynna boich, bitch ill make it happen

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

Then i'll twist round you guys, trapping/

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

And nasty remains and bones

Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

She got me caught up in the moment

What i do, through and through and

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,