This is a song about "We making a bag in 1 day"

Not born in a hood place and got good decision making

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

In a boxing ring, swinging at the cancer but hitting the punching bag.

I'm ready to put the rap game in a body bag lyrically

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Chop off each limb and toss it in a bag with other limbs

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Day like scoopy doo , but when u get in a trouple we supporting