This is a song about "Sack lunch"

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Set fire to a fag tryna lick my nut sack,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Knocked out in the lunch in

I say that keeps me going

But i've been blasting this track bout as deep as my sack

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Caus i've been kicking back kicking hackey sack till i hit that sack/

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Dirt poor nigga, i took their free lunch