This is a song about "Ball crust"

Where the ball meets the wall

And i love you all

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

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Imma ball to the day i fall

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Screwing emcees with ma flow or fucking the whole earth's crust

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Ever since then i had no job

Imma ball till i drop

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball