This is a song about "Wrinkly sack"

Cast by my ball sack above your anus.

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Find the body rip off the head and put it in my nap sack

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

On me but you won't know it comes to ye, i'll strike back throw you in a sack

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

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

We will never die, we are forever alive

Walking to the school bus playing hackie sack

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Wait i just rhymed sack another time

I spit murder, every bar is a crime