This is a song about "Back crack and sack"

Caus i've been kicking back kicking hackey sack till i hit that sack/

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Grow your ball sack and get on the track

I'm back and on track, you'll be packed in a sack or a casket

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Find the body rip off the head and put it in my nap sack

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Planin that come back shit like you cookin crack?