This is a song about "Wrinkly sack"

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

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

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

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

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

Wait i just rhymed sack another time

Chasing money in the city of crime