This is a song about "Hanging balls"

My knees on the ground, dear father

Your balls necro butcher

Your mommy honestly hanging with me making bukkake

Lord i love you forever, and i shall respect ye

Kirko paint her walls

'cause i had the strength and balls

Now im doing cannon balls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

My balls get lubed in oil

My rapping made you soil

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

I wasn't ready for you to leave me hanging

Full of shit, like i ate that john

No point in hanging on