This is a song about "Sweaty balls"

My records sell, yes sir

My balls ashton kutcher

Your balls necro butcher

How simple they are

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Surrounded by the thirst driven sweaty messes blocking the door

Cant prevent it kicked king arthur in the balls

They calling me often to offer me walls

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Your balls get susan boyle

My balls get lubed in oil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Now if you give us a chance

Temtation makes you sweaty like wax

Your balls big vagina

My all gold rolly or the