This is a song about "Ball hogs"

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

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

I think the majors can't decide if i'll come play ball

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

Schools out, its time to ball.

Wolf gang, kill em' all

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

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

Where the ball meets the wall

So fuck em' all