This is a song about "But 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

Grab on my nut sack - ping pong

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Grow your ball sack and get on the track

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Set fire to a fag tryna lick my nut sack,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

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

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

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

May just gon' bring hobo back

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

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that