This is a song about "Backyard balling"

I be calling south yeah i be balling loud

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out

Body with no regrets in the backyard next to my pets,im never dissin these

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Balling like lebron.in the club them hoes be dancing to my song.

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

You need to stick to balling

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Like a small garage in your backyard

Hope all over again, we can start

I've been balling those shots

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Crystal-balling you... see you're harshly screwed up