This is a song about "Mcm backpack"

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

So i grip my backpack an hopped out the window

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Jansport called and told ya backpack to ya original habitat/

Why i had white bags in my backpack

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

Only strapped when the backpack got bud inside