This is a song about "Small balls"

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

'cause i had the strength and balls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

So take my bat and these base balls

Huh, a metaphor of course

Sittin on bowling balls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Now im doing cannon balls

Kirko paint her walls

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice