This is a song about "Testicles are off limits"

In need of fresh bed sheets, my limits are reached

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

If u catch your girl suckin on my testicles

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Yo man are you pissed off? by my lines,

I guess insane trains of thoughts are starting to pay it off,

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

I'm more than raw with it, i morph and ignore limits..

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

You can hear it in my lyrics

A shooting range with bullet limits