This is a song about "A heavy backpack"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Why i had white bags in my backpack

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Got a heavy temper, steady but let the machete sever my nemesis

Heavy n 4ever nasty like a fat hag steal tracks that

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I always come prepared with a set that fucking heavy,

No matter how heavy something gets i will always have a suspender

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever