This is a song about "Vald s balls"

Shots, they back and forth

'cause i had the strength and balls

I'm a son of a gun

My balls buff like he-man

My balls get lubed in oil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Your balls hiding in their whites

There is a light that shines

She acting all extra

Your balls big vagina

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Huh, a metaphor of course

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple