This is a song about "Farted on my balls"

Cuz their all on my balls...no wander i don't know such thing as a loss.

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

My balls buff like he-man

Vijay singh and all of them

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

Know that im thuggin these bitches all on my balls

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Why they just want my balls, they dont care bout my feelings