This is a song about "Bag"

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

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

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

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag

I used to want to be the messiah of rap