This is a song about "Big bag"

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Don't mean to brag, but i've got the future title in the bag/

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

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

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

But i muscle rap

Yo, heres a paper bag,