This is a song about "Lick my balls"

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

I turn my back and laugh when my employees would like a lick,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Why they just want my balls, they dont care bout my feelings

Secret society all we ask is trust

Where that shit on my neck lick a pendant

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

Know that im thuggin these bitches all on my balls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course