This is a song about "Tit sack"

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

I was the easiest to sack,

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Walking to the school bus playing hackie sack

Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Produces more liquid than a pregnant bitches tit

Get a sack and come smoke with me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Its gonna sell quick call it a 20 sack

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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