This is a song about "Backpack"

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

To get that backpack back tacked to my back, packed

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

I have fat stacks of 200k in my backpack.

To get them niggas while they laid back

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Migrated with my backpack

The pioneer of the coke rap

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

So i grip my backpack an hopped out the window