This is a song about "My asselins ballsack"

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

These my rhymes and my story

I reel them in, goadomes on see

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

They say that karats help your vision

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Hoes row got beans in them

My words are my rhythm

God mc oh my god you gotta see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready