This is a song about "Green backpack"

You somewhere, getting your life in order

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

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Why i had white bags in my backpack

When that money calls i holla back

Think we unpack the crack from our backpack

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

People wonder why grass is green,

Come see real niggas on my team