This is a song about "A heavy backpack"

I don't want it on my back

Migrated with my backpack

Looking like ya shit you britches in a heavy rap of mist

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

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

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Why i had white bags in my backpack