This is a song about "Deflated balls tom brady pstriots"

So take my bat and these base balls

And of course, my car's off course

Well, that's what you are

Like a wayne brady poster

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Don't test me unless you got the balls

But in the meantime it's lights please

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

My balls get lubed in oil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Somebody sue me, like tom cruise in that movie/

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

Your balls necro butcher

I thought i recognized her