Piano: Doo-doo-doo-doo-day I

Make someo- I can't read

Uhh- yeah

But I'm not okay

I love balls

In my face

It makes me feel

Really, really great

They're so round

It's like the Battle Pass

They smell just like

The fresh-cut grass

I am out of breath, ayy

Balls in my throat, I am not gay

They're dangling

Right in front of me

So fat they

Take up my overlay

Cheo: It may be true

I'm asexual

Balls still grace me

And they're flexual

Did you know with practice, you can lift the nutsack?

Just a random fact, not sure you wanted to know that

Two balls on either side

An oval in the middle, I wanna die

Is this what I've become?

Singing about balls?

Thank god, I'm almost done

I'm in a bathroom stall (SHUT UP)

I just wanna say, I am so, so, sorry

I'm trying to take a piss and you're singing about BALLS in the other STALL!