This is a song about "Dirty sack"

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

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

And that maybach, let me take em way back

Ask yourself, do you have the sack?

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.

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

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

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

On me but you won't know it comes to ye, i'll strike back throw you in a sack

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Dirty lets get dirty boy it's only us two

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

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

Yo we get the dank and bounce

And i'm from the dirty south,