This is a song about "Ak 47 cats gats backpack grenade"

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Put em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

I crumbled rappad, thirsy ass niggas with snapbacks and a backpack,

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

I got 2 lethals and a grenade

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

And now these hoes are on my line

Think we unpack the crack from our backpack

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap