This is a song about "Boys bags and shoes"

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

In fact my past is the raddest, filled with bags of grass and captain caps

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

This is my skill, i'm making a choice

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around