This is a song about "Nigger balls"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

Your balls necro butcher

I couldn't get any bigger

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"