This is a song about "Packing peanuts"

All the time with this glock of mines

Stop pretending that yous packing nines

Smash mouth action, making sure yo now a fraction, send you out packing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

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

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

These are real facts, now i don't deal crack, i'm packing macs,

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

As she goes through the levels

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Wasting talent, packing to go tracking.

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Packing a mack in the back of the ac