This is a song about "Sic balls"

That damier bag i bought her

My balls ashton kutcher

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

I'll sic' ya with decrees, fresh from the gat's scoff, it's #hat's off, #littered #debris,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My balls buff like he-man

He’s tha only one

And i know - there'll never be peace

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

Huh, a metaphor of course

So take my bat and these base balls

Your balls get susan boyle

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

My balls die for the thug life