This is a song about "Ball in"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Even though i walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Yeah i catch the girls watching me ball wanting to get in on the action but i

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Staring at the crystal ball

By the phone, no call

As i'm watching the snow fall

Schools out, its time to ball.

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_