Before typecasting this song as another cliché hip-hop anthem of trite themes including the acquiring of material possessions, stacking unruly amounts of paper currency and engaging in sensual activity with promiscuous women, Fetty Wap’s “Trap Queen” is a love ballad tangled in the monotonous,rudimentary synth beat present in thousands of hot fire club bangers.World-famous emcees traditionally associate with gluttonous, parasitic “gold-diggers,” as aforementioned by Kanye West, but Fetty is a self-made drug dealer, who has stacked so much “bands,” that he obliged to a major label deal to boast of his self-alleged superlative finances. “She my trap queen, let her hit the bando / We be countin’ up, watch how far them bands go / We just set a goal, talkin’ matchin’ Lambos,” is a profound realization that Fetty’s companion shares a mutual interest of climbing the proverbial drug dealing corporate ladder and possesses a strong ambition to match his professional success. “Married to the money, introduced her to my stove / Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin’ for low,” reveals a stark contrast to the conventional culinary utilities of a kitchen oven while juxtaposing stale gender roles. Upon receiving an education in narcotics mixology, Fetty’s cocaine mistress adamantly refuses to confine herself to the glass ceiling that unfortunately traps women in a subservient position in the kitchen, which is now allegorical to the oppressive gender wage gap issue in America. This Trap Queen uses the stove to propel herself to becoming a strong, independent female professional, earning the admiration and affection of America’s flourishing auto-tuned pirate who abandoned his eye-patch in exchange for bling and hip-hop stardom. This track is a subtle reinforcement of the ever-growing approbation of autonomous women in today’s fast-paced, professional society.