This is a song about "Space balls"

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Your balls hiding in their whites

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Overall, your lost in deep space,

Black fours red drop head doors

'cause i had the strength and balls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Don't test me unless you got the balls

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I look ahead, i see outer space

Your balls cry during bug life

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

I'm screamin' out fuck the police