This is a song about "Floopy sack"

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Masterful, fifth of jack and a sack of magical

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

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Twist another fat sack bout to scorch my lungs black (whys that)

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

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

Get a sack and come smoke with me

And my kick game beyond crazy

Sack the qb sue me for making a crackle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will