This is a song about "Bitchez suck balls"

Sometimes haters say shit you suck

A twenty somethin cup

Sittin on bowling balls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

So take my bat and these base balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Your balls hiding in their whites

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Your balls cry during bug life

What we gotta do to survive

They calling me often to offer me walls

My home was broken by wreckin' balls