[Hook: Aaron Rennel]

I got a bag full of bitches, a bag full of swishers, a bag full of papers
I got bag full of hoes, a bag full of clothes, a bag full of haters
I got a bag for my mom, a bag for the killers
A bag for a boss, a bag for my n***as
A bag for my highs, a bag for my lows
A bag for everything you should know.. n***a

[Verse 1: Aaron Rennel]

Feelin like Pac in 2012
That mean I'm dead right?
I mean I'm stressed and I can't get it off my chest and every time I dream I keep on seeing headlights
Dear Lord what am I doing wrong?
Don't tell me I ain't got to ask I knew it all along
I'm sorry for my tone, sometimes i just get frustrated
But then again you know that
They tell me read my bible
But it was men who wrote that
And if they anything like the way they are today
Then i don't know if can't trust a single statement that they made
Forgive me father i don't question your existence
The only thing i question is corruption in the system
And yeah i got a problem with the world and what we live in
They think of subtle ways to remind you you still a n***a then act surprised when they gave us the guns and we pulled the triggers
And lock us up in cages with the laws they made to get us
With a