This is a song about "Traps house"

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

My rhymes are a trapdoor that accidentally traps

In 2 to 6 hours

Grow it in my red house

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

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

Good kids make bad grown ups

Traps immortal pride in capsules

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Leave you captured in fascist camps with death traps

My god has the traps set

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Since there were drugs all around the house

My garage full of cars that bounce