This is a song about "Kevin s balls"

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

My balls get lubed in oil

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Huh, a metaphor of course

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

It's hard for kevin and confessing the truth to get along

It´s the battle of life

Hop in and let me test drive

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice