This is a song about "Waxing my balls"

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

Huh, a metaphor of course

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Why they just want my balls, they dont care bout my feelings

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

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

My balls buff like he-man

My drive is like no one

So i can understand police victims

When she licks on my balls and she fondles my nuts

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Know that im thuggin these bitches all on my balls

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

I'll rap until i die or my dick and balls fall off