This is a song about "Ball and wieners"

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_

And the ball sacs are pissing on their parent's epitaphs

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I missed the couch and down i go lookin' like a bouncy ball

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Me and a ball thats a recipe for success

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

And inequality, .... still we ball our fists,

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Grow your ball sack and get on the track

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Fucking ball like a clipper and knicker,

And the last one, he's in the mirror

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars