This is a song about "Jd bag"

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Ill bag you like groceries i flow ferociously

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

I go find it and cut it up and tie up the bag

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap