This is a song about "Balls to the walls"

But yet you still got the balls to say deezy's just a blow over.

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

To be feeling walls and no don't do wrestling

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

'cause i had the strength and balls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

To let the walls fall down and speak something a bit sounding

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

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Of the world's balls dropping to celebrate

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

You ain't got the balls to write and spit a dissin record do ya?

Don't test me unless you got the balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts