This is a song about "Balls and pizza"

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Im gettin this paper and shoot it at hatas call it paper balls

It is endless, you're defenseless, i see your inner thoughts,

I grab the seven dragon balls and wish that a nigga would

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Who has nothing better than to put they foot on balls and get toe tagged like foot sex damn bro/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

And in less than half an hour, she'll be licking on the balls

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.

Crack the balls,and make jokers laugh as they work for fee,

And all women who had light features, see

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got