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

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

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

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

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Trying to get me, i hear them suckas scheming

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Fourths of weed, i'm back to pack on hands

That we ain't never had

Like zack trying to pack

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

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Trying to get me, i hear them suckas scheming

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing