This is a song about "Trapping is my habi"

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

My smile is the sun, but my brain is the rain.

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

My rappin is tight, ez money is my game

This what my thought sound is

Niggas shoot over bitches

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

This is my own style, all this is my own version,

You know i am not gon stop

My niggas out here trapping a lot

My spit is deadly, this shit is lethal

This is the root of all evil

Cause dishonesty is not my of my pathology, modesty is dude,

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot