This is a song about "Twat bag"

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

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

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!

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

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

The science and the art, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Talking shit because he knows for a fact his whack, ill steal ya missus an tongue her twat,

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes