This is a song about "Ball in out"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

We got money so we ball out

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I smoke bowls and ball but still hair in curls,

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

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Why i'm i fucken crawling like a ball in a game of bowling

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Another fuckin pass and see / the ball go in you call that currency

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I shoot i hear the buzzer the ball hit the bucket and flushed right in

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_