This is a song about "Gary backpack"

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Jansport called and told ya backpack to ya original habitat/

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Happening? grab my backpack and turn to sprint...

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,