This is a song about "Giant balls"

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

You have laid your footprint in the soil

My balls get lubed in oil

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And if you wanna disturb the sleeping giant,

And of course, my car's off course

Now im doing cannon balls

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

Make people riot, just because i spit on humans just like a giant

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

And i know - there'll never be peace

Too tall for comfort, the iron giant is on his feet.

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep