This is a song about "Farted on my balls"

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Your balls haven't even dropped, so stop hitting on girl's who like it right/

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

I'll rap until i die or my dick and balls fall off

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

So i went down south but i ended up north

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

You said that my rhymes belong on disney, but yet you want no cussing in a rap battle

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

And in less than half an hour, she'll be licking on the balls

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

And of course, my car's off course

Bitch i'm a frickin' dog, lick my balls, i'm unleashed, sick 'em all

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall