This is a song about "Goin bag"

Our children must be taught, of africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

I promise i'mma call you back

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

We're goin' straight to the ending

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

We goin out we showin up

So rest your weary heart

So i be goin so hard