This is a song about "Waxing my balls"

So i went down south but i ended up north

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

'cause i had the strength and balls

And of course, my car's off course

Don't test me unless you got the balls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

My balls die for the thug life

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

The size of my balls you can't even measure/

Let me go like this, ready for whatever

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I'm dragging my balls cross these hoes, so my testie bag's a slider.

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples