This is a song about "Bag"

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

I go find it and cut it up and tie up the bag

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag

Ill bag you like groceries i flow ferociously

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

High as shit, i’m in a booth

I'll enjoy my bag of booze