This is a song about "Ratt pack"

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

I don't pack gats and clap shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

The third one is mixed, white and black

Click clack get kidnapped by the pack

Did some school work, went with the pack

Quick flipping up sexy back

The pioneer of the coke rap

Like bose/ we sparkin that loud pack

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap