This is a song about "Balance"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

At the end of a day all i do is hang in the balance

Young but got talent other rappers are washed up off balance

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Sayin' they'll have to charge me a low balance fee

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Of gold wont really make it bold, even if u held it wif balance,

A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

This caliber girl battle with lies weighed on the scale no balance in sight

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'ma knock 'em off like balance when you're riding with a saddle