This is a song about "Club time black sack quan"

Welcome to organized crime

Wait i just rhymed sack another time

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Go gag on a motherfuckin goat's sack

I got a dollar and a dream

Over time only black is seen

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

Reason i stuck with the sound

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

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

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

I'm always rockin', never stoppin', devastatin' rappin' lady

Walking to the school bus playing hackie sack

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that