This is a song about "100 bags"

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Hottest on tracks, i'm the shit like what fills colostomy bags

But this shit is 100% fact

That we can't forget the past

We running that show all around the globe

100 years ago women couldn't even vote

100 percent on everything and on my team

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

They getting nice, they got some ice

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

I want millions of body bags

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks