This is a song about "Rubber balls"

I'm everything that they call nice

Your balls cry during bug life

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Innovative and i'm made of rubber

'cause i had the strength and balls

Huh, a metaphor of course

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I might just bust and these bullets aint rubber

You know i don't wear a rubber

But that's what he liked her

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

Yea i have a career stretching and its like a rubber band

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

And i ain't even have the decency to nut in a rubber