This is a song about "Wrappers"

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Unwhitty whippersnapping nappers unwilling to snap cause i'd trash em like wrappers

While you tryin to make a living, picking wrappers.

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years