This is a song about "Waxing my ball s"

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Cause she see the way i ball, how my wrist and that be lit up

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

My balls mike tyson in the 90s