This is a song about "Traps house"

In my house i'm all alone

On my way back home

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Foundation till i built my house

My fucking cousin's bumming out drugging out heading to the big house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Writin these raps, spittin on traps, playin some craps,

You're in another crack house drinking,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Tip toes like traps, lack silence don't remind us/