This is a song about "Ball bag"

Schools out, its time to ball.

So fuck em' all

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

My all gold rolly or the

As he grew up he got more confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

And burst in a ball of flames

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Mirror mirror on the wall

Imma ball till i drop

Say i'm not hot