He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries
My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise
There is a light that shines
Your balls hiding in their whites
My balls get lubed in oil
My rapping made you soil
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/
Somebody sue me, like tom cruise in that movie/
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
My home was broken by wreckin' balls
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
'cause i had the strength and balls
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
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