This is a song about "Chasing the bag"

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

But i don’t know what the fuck you keep chasing

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

As three years ago when i started chasing the flame,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

I go find it and cut it up and tie up the bag

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

If oj can do it, why can't you? you got this in the bag/

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.