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

Goddamn, the boy's back

Yo, heres a paper bag,

But like the sun in a foggy day

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

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

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

I'm a prodigy, shit a legend in the making

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

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

In here it a different kinda ball play either that or making it rain all day

But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit i'mma say

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Had a threesome in my 6th bar, all in 1 thread

In my drawsring, ring, ring

A ghetto in the making.