This is a song about "Black backpack"

When love comes callin', don’t look back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Quick flipping up sexy back

Why i had white bags in my backpack

So i grip my backpack an hopped out the window

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,