This is a song about "Pushing packs"

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Pushing my screaming boy into it

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Saw these other kids pushing benzes that was his inspiration

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

My insecurities and worries shall be no longer

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Where the thing is amazing

But imma keep on pushing