This is a song about "Spittinn fire balls"

Your balls get susan boyle

My balls get lubed in oil

His nuts so big, bitch he sitting on his balls

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Blessed spittinn /expressed rhythm

Something wicked this way come

My balls get lubed in oil

You have laid your footprint in the soil

And of course, my car's off course

Sittin on bowling balls

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Kid come back when your balls have grown

You left your nigga on his own

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Alcohol and booty calls