This is a song about "Ball sack and penis"

Who know this be the life that i really live

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

I'll cut off one ball, leave you with a uneven sack.

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Fucking ball like a clipper and knicker,

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

I just found rappad and i'm havin' a ball

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad