This is a song about "Pack slap"

Yo mama carries a 6 pack

This is why her nigga mad

Lay around, overlapping, slap a finger, looking trendy/

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

The third one is mixed, white and black

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Like zack trying to pack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And i know - there'll never be peace

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