This is a song about "Cheese balls"

Your balls get susan boyle

My balls get lubed in oil

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Black fours red drop head doors

Now im doing cannon balls

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,