This is a song about "Backyard balling"

Where would i be without my dogs

I've been balling those shots

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

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Dreams of balling like spalding up until i was thirteen

You need to stick to balling

The pigs fly away in the morning

Want the title but im always fighting under card

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

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

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Like a small garage in your backyard