This is a song about "Gary backpack"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

I crumbled rappad, thirsy ass niggas with snapbacks and a backpack,

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

So i grip my backpack an hopped out the window

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Think we unpack the crack from our backpack

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

The young white boy with weed in his backpack