This is a song about "Trying to pack them ps"

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Pack it up cuz you bout to hear a rebelz yell.

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

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

It's really not an issue

Trying to get to you

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

But i'm not trying to impress, just trying to address,

Trying to get me, i hear them suckas scheming

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Like zack trying to pack

It was all bad

And a match to leave you assholes, burned like a pack of

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service