This is a song about "Big watermelon balls"

Black fours red drop head doors

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

I am for real

Man it's cold as balls here

Huh, a metaphor of course

Don't test me unless you got the balls

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

My favorite color is watermelon, if you know what i mean

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

So take my bat and these base balls

Your balls big vagina

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Shots, they back and forth

Sittin on bowling balls

My balls get lubed in oil

You have laid your footprint in the soil