This is a song about "Snack packs"

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

Right through his face, pastes his brains all on the packs

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Your my snack i'm ready to tear it

Snack crackers, pack a mac that'll crack ya back, act blacker,

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Eatem for a snack smothered with ammo no plastic crap

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

I might even keep your blood wrapped in a snack pack

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

And my man hatchet packs a shed full of axes