This is a song about "Ball sack"

Its gonna sell quick call it a 20 sack

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

She can make a pimp fall in love

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Set fire to a fag tryna lick my nut sack,

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Buildin' tracks snappin', smack you with a sack of facts

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Ask yourself, do you have the sack?

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

On me but you won't know it comes to ye, i'll strike back throw you in a sack