This is a song about "Ball gag"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Shut up bitch gag my dick till that shit gets hairy

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Slowly approach her from behind gag her with chloroform/

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Levitate a ball like a magic trick,

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

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

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball