This is a song about "Pack a bowl"

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

It could wipe niggas clean like a fuking dust bowl.

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

You aint even got a pack

Don’t you be holding back

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

Finna grab a bowl countin bites im gonn take

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

This guy swallowed a bowl of insects

With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick