This is a song about "Dirty sack"

Wait i just rhymed sack another time

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.

But i've been blasting this track bout as deep as my sack

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Ask yourself, do you have the sack?

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

Rolling in more green than a hole in one