This is a song about "Get dat pack"

Top dropped down, black on black

Click clack get kidnapped by the pack

150 on my chain

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Pack your back,go home,get the fuck out homo

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

I shine like something in the sky

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Did some school work, went with the pack

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

Try to jack and i will attack

For a pack of cigarettes

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat