This is a song about "Pledging a fraternity"

This bag is from seattle

Your a show without a channel

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Lighting reef up like it’s the holiday season

Its gonna be a a test

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Just a warning not a threat

You already know you're dead

A boy taken for a goon

Self made coming soon

Take a kitkat take a break,

Now a nigga got baking to bake

Spit a poem or a diss

Word go get the bitches