This is a song about "Balls of steel"

I'm like a piece of steel,

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

A pair of pretty made up baby blue cold steel staring surprise

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

U could try to hurt my feelings but my heart is made of steel

Let us prayheavenly father, hear a nigga down here

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

But i have the balls to say it all of you dont talk

Kirko paint her walls

Now im doing cannon balls

But reality shows ain't real

Keep messing hit you with that steel