This is a song about "Wrinkly sack"

They just go around

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

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

Caus i've been kicking back kicking hackey sack till i hit that sack/

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I'll cut off one ball, leave you with a uneven sack.

Sack the qb sue me for making a crackle

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Buildin' tracks snappin', smack you with a sack of facts

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Grab on my nut sack - ping pong