This is a song about "Your balls"

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Your balls haven't even dropped, so stop hitting on girl's who like it right/

Just like your balls, she teasin' you

What preceded was the clue

Now im doing cannon balls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

Kid come back when your balls have grown

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile

Complex like my written and this instrumental, after this go ahead call me mental

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

You have laid your footprint in the soil

Your balls get susan boyle