This is a song about "The simpsons and balls"

They calling me often to offer me walls

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

You can use your balls and fuse it into a vagina.

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

You ain't got the balls to write and spit a dissin record do ya?

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

So i cut off his balls and stole his fuckin sight.

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight