This is a song about "The backpack kid"

Or who did, cause i did

I was always the kid.

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

Dark liquor 'til we busted

So keep playin the game kid

Think we unpack the crack from our backpack

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

The day a kid gets signed

It'll blow ya mind

The law keeps stopping this problem kid

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

She crazy, that stalker shit

To the kid who said it

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Check out my style here's the esoteric kid