This is a song about "The packers"

Like i'm a fan of the packers

Now you got a masters

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

The sequel to the first

You to the world

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

I only got one rule, no kissing

It's just the start, the beginning

You feel it from your head to your toes

The more battles the better the flows

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Huh, a metaphor of course