This is a song about "6 pack"

Kick back, relax, and pack my own cone.

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

In the house, holla back

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

They in the same building livin' like a mess pack

Did some school work, went with the pack

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Like bose/ we sparkin that loud pack

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

Where the black girls get their weaves back

All you knew was rat pack

Then you just gonna pack up and leave

Like being garbage some type of disease