This is a song about "Balls in my face"

I'm in the mirror with this look on my face, curious

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Thinking of bliss and the good days

I shot my dad in the face

No offense ya bitch taking balls to the face like bowling pins

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

When we not in summer

My balls ashton kutcher

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Disintegration as i rip my face in-to pieces then weakens