This is a song about "You have a package"

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

You have a hound on a lead,

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

You have never heard a rap phrased

Hit the deli on the corner and get a package of raw

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

But you have a meaning

I'm doing the same thing

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

What a desperation, you have no authorization.

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Sucking's a habit you have adapted

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

You have lifted us to a greater height