This is a song about "The pack"

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

They in the same building livin' like a mess pack

We up in diamond supply, spending that carat cake

My home is a dome, no escape time to pack the vape,

Brainwashing the youth. plenty more facts kept safe in my back pack but

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Did some school work, went with the pack

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

The leader of n.w.a, nobody fucked wit' him, because he had his 9mm loader wit' his pack//

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

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