This is a song about "Bag of money"

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

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

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

They try to bag the essence of youth, and then will drag it home,