This is a song about "Ball of lint"

Over the last line of defense, run the ball like sweetness

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

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

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

20 cents and a ball of lint

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Where the ball meets the wall

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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