This is a song about "Douche bags"

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

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

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

Cause now i can actually go the distance unlike you douche,

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

These joints here not found at the mall

Hottest on tracks, i'm the shit like what fills colostomy bags

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

I want millions of body bags

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Call the network dipset family ties