This is a song about "The fanny pack wizard"

I ain't from the west but i still pack a teflon vest

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,

Leave the pack if you wanna be unique, lead the rest

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

But you won't be able to survive the smacks of the rap pack/

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

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

Pack the pastors in the back then euthanize all the slackers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

They in the same building livin' like a mess pack