This is a song about "Bag of pubes"

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

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

Yo, heres a paper bag,

When that money calls i holla back

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

Its the penelty as i body bag at the end of the semesters fuck a label i don't need

Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's doorand all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

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

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

Kill the jungle let the cats loose