This is a song about "Ed balls"

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

Alcohol and booty calls

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Expert with lines, the pen has tension-ed me , best with the rhymes,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

Poke out from behind her

Your balls necro butcher

Shots, they back and forth

'cause i had the strength and balls

Now im doing cannon balls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores