This is a song about "My nutsack"

So she just sit while settling for the lesser

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Think fast, fast women

My words are my rhythm

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My streaks my testament.

She forget about her husband

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty