This is a song about "No sack"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Sack the qb sue me for making a crackle

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

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

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

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Welcome to organized crime

Wait i just rhymed sack another time

Can't win with a passive attack

I was the easiest to sack,

Get a sack and come smoke with me

I just want somebody i can see