This is a song about "Bags"

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

But fuck all you scum bags

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

* amalgam digital download bonus track

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

I be smacking up these rapping fucks then wrap em up with plastic bags

My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

To go from sellin’ bags to bottles right out the store

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion