This is a song about "Spittinn fire balls"

Don't test me unless you got the balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Your balls cry during bug life

My balls buff like he-man

Hoes row got beans in them

My balls get lubed in oil

My rapping made you soil

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Of the world's balls dropping to celebrate

I got more hoes than tiger

What's with all this fire,

Black fours red drop head doors

So take my bat and these base balls