This is a song about "Goon bag"

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

Maskin up to bag this up- getting that black ops dough

Get carried away in a body bag

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag