This is a song about "Trapping in the suburbs"

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

Stuck in the in the tub,

Bitches is artificially duck

He's in the books he's in the cites

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

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

They probably from the suburbs, can't speak ebonics,

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

That the villains are pulling in

Ambition, pardon my ambition

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe