This is a song about "Sic balls vape sin on your chin pop fresh funk"

Alcohol and booty calls

Sittin on bowling balls

See this scar on my chin?

Visions, dreams of passion

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Your balls get susan boyle

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls

I'll bust you in your jaw and then i'll kick you in yo chin.

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

My dad ain't have no hair on his chin

Riding around without a fuck given

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

And take a nap till tomorrow, face down, on my chin