This is a song about "Strong pack"

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack

My rhymes got a mighty six pack

And daddy's in the cadillac

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

I might even keep your blood wrapped in a snack pack

Convertibles with turbo jets

For a pack of cigarettes

The thing is ya need to be strong

We at the top where we belong

With a little bit of passion

Is it from my strong attraction?,

But i kept myself strong

I walked up and asked what's wrong

If that don't slow 'em up, i carry a full pack.

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat