This is a song about "Ball and wieners"

I smoke bowls and ball but still hair in curls,

Whole time, a little more girls

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

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

Ball at a height that most you couldn't reach and at the peak of it

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

Me and a ball thats a recipe for success

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

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

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

The elites keeping us locked under ball and chain

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again