This is a song about "Bag how s"

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Get carried away in a body bag

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back