This is a song about "8 balls"

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Black fours red drop head doors

Now im doing cannon balls

Your balls get susan boyle

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Your balls hiding in their whites

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

My home was broken by wreckin' balls