This is a song about "Plastic bags"

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed

Plastic rappers acting like they got heat packed

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Wrap you in saran plastic,

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Teach you how to rope a chick

These rappers are plastic

So pass the mic so i can melt it like plastic

No pun intended i ain't being sarcastic

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

You bars aint real dawg,they feel so plastic

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.