This is a song about "Packing my shit"

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Fuck all the faculty, tobacco-packing acrobat

It's my new old shit against your old new shit

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Chyper shit,your brain wire it,to like my shit,

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Will somebody please show me how

You should see what im packing now

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch

Baby im on my other shit,

Look inside my closet

I'm on my figure 8 shit

It shows i know a bit