This is a song about "Dueche bags"

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

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

Now if you give us a chance

I want millions of body bags

I be smacking up these rapping fucks then wrap em up with plastic bags

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Although thought that we would grow

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

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