This is a song about "Stinky balls"

Kid come back when your balls have grown

I don't need no fucking throne

Your balls cry during bug life

I'm everything that they call nice

Your balls hiding in their whites

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Ghost in the hook so real

Man it's cold as balls here

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

'cause i had the strength and balls

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Your balls get susan boyle