This is a song about "Pushing packs"

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Oh my what a shock like pushing off the dock into water

Leave it to the greats, this comeback elevates me to the level of bill gates/

Acting as packs of chimpanzees, a yack of bleats they ape and pack with bleeps in tapes

Lift 'em up and down like eight hundred thousand pound packs

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

And i got a lot from pushing a lot of product

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

But imma keep on pushing

I do the right thing

Ra ta tat tat sending shots at these rappers back packs

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

And my man hatchet packs a shed full of axes

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes