This is a song about "Hold my sack"

It was my heart that couldn't hold the feelings back

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

Black woman you cold

Ya whats my future hold/

We at the top where we belong

Grab on my nut sack - ping pong

And if i lose my mental, just hold my hand

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Wait, hold up teacher lookin' over my shoulder/

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro