This is a song about "Ball and wieners"

Now pass me the rock, and i'm bout to ball

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I swing as a swinging ball and been stroked off being bowled

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Grow your ball sack and get on the track

Snapple fact: you rather wack

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

20 cents and a ball of lint

Don't mean to be impatient

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

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call