This is a song about "Put it in the bag"

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

If oj can do it, why can't you? you got this in the bag/

Put my dick in now and put it out later

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Try to jack and i will attack

Get carried away in a body bag

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

Cremate the money, put it in an urn

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

My bitches like to cut the dope, and bag it for a dime and at the same time

Put the money in boxes and sell it and still make profit,

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

Cuz i got in the bag / tell the officer that i'm not to blame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again