This is a song about "Backyard ballin"

Shades: lv was a little dough

Ballin til the buzzer blow

To slaughter a house, cappin peels, starting from the backyard

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Ballin like i'm kobe,

Word play, word play

Ballin like some young kings

That was my influence

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

But if i start ballin, i won’t call it

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Like a small garage in your backyard