This is a song about "My nut sack"

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

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

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

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Its gonna sell quick call it a 20 sack

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Me in a frame busting a nut till i can feel my gut hurting and almost bursting.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

My brain is fuckin racing shit i'm spacing like a plain nut