This is a song about "Testicular aching"

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Bares snacking, faking aching, this feeling isn't mistaken,

Tears pouring out they eyes, eyes wrecked, stomach aching/

And getting money is the song i sing

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

The aching and pain of losing treading on the back of your heel,

Hold my breath under the ocean's surface til my chest be aching

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

My placement's decaying, aching for ways to be fed tonight

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating