This is a song about "Dirty sack"

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

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

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Walking to the school bus playing hackie sack

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Sniffing his dirty washing!

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap