This is a song about "But sack"

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Grab on my nut sack - ping pong

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

He just throws it around

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Orangatang bitch tryna hang from my dick like my ball sack,

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

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

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

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that