This is a song about "Smoking out of the pack"

Six pack, of beer is in my refrigerator.

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

Than turn into the leader of the pack, like its a cartoon,

Keep on smoking, pour the liquor out real slow,

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick

Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Sweet, okay makes sense

For a pack of cigarettes

Other team ticks, in two shoots we'll score six, cuz we're the wild pack of

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status