This is a song about "Gary backpack"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

A 9mm in his backpack,

Baby all i do is rap

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

You, you, you have to pay for that

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

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

Jansport called and told ya backpack to ya original habitat/