This is a song about "Green backpack"

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Got my backpack filled with weed and a nice bong

Happening? grab my backpack and turn to sprint...

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Why i had white bags in my backpack

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

Caged, and the wonder is seen

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

You aint wantin the green,

So i grip my backpack an hopped out the window

I kick it any tempo, i'm lifted off the indo