This is a song about "Gats backpack"

To get them niggas while they laid back

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Only strapped when the backpack got bud inside

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Some die while gripping the gats they have

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Got gats packed back in my backpack in my backseat,

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap