This is a song about "Blt in a bag"

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Chop off each limb and toss it in a bag with other limbs

In a boxing ring, swinging at the cancer but hitting the punching bag.

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

I'm a beat ya with a funny track i got from my garbage bag

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Get carried away in a body bag

The jager in my cup is licorice black

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

I said fuck you and i packed a bag moved out,