This is a song about "Pack leader"

Than turn into the leader of the pack, like its a cartoon,

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Quit trying to be somebody's boss and just be a leader,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Make the fingers snap

Like zack trying to pack

And i ain't frontin for her

Nigga i'm alpha leader,

Envisioning about a leader, and end up vigilant

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

You aint even got a pack

That moschino shit is so back

And there's little to be glad for

From above is my leader