This is a song about "Packing a lip"

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I bit my lip so much i got a canker

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

I pack a lip, smack a bitch, tackle her and crack her ribs

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Nonstop rapping, yo girl tapping me, wrapping me up like a package packing sheet

I'll slap the yapping crap out of you, packing macs, crack a gin,

Everybody finger point in your direction

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I just might trip on your bitch i'm packing a magnum

I'm an attacker packing a magnum in the back of the car

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Packing a mack in the back of the ac