This is a song about "Im strapped"

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

And still got my nike boots

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Got my sneakers on my shoes strapped to my feat

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Still got my nike boots

I'm strapped, loaded and ready to blow it

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Strapped up attacking mom nature

She should have invited her

Pushin the hotdog handcart with explosives strapped under it

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

That creased up white tee...fresh fitted raider hat...always stay strapped test me