This is a song about "Body bags"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Light skinned hell of a body

They just wanna dance

But fuck all you scum bags

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

I stay lonely and cocky

Overspread my whole body

I'm everything that they call nice

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

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

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

I gonna take it really nice and slow

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed