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

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

You're trying to act cool you're just trying to rebel

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

Fed up, so pack your bag is what you choose to do

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Trying to perfect my flow and rhyme skills, trying to rap fast,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

But he wanted to retract, cut the pack, and destroyed the contract

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Trying to get max strength