This is a song about "Sack"

He just throws it around

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

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

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

But i've been blasting this track bout as deep as my sack

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Leave with their heads in a nap sack

Sack the qb sue me for making a crackle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Grow your ball sack and get on the track

Wonder if they take it all back

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.