This is a song about "Dirt bags"

The bags have been packed and zipped

I am just an artist

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

It aint funny, they got money bags stacked higher than everest

Making a movie, spike work

Got em deep in the dirt

You have this letter

Down in the dirt never

To reds i ain't know how to act

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show