This is a song about "Horses balls"

Oh brother all this, cus i got big balls

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

I'm in the mood to battle, so, saddle your horses!

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

Shots, they back and forth

Sittin on bowling balls