This is a song about "Ball sac"

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

Schools out, its time to ball.

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

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

Make sure to give them my all

Swag never off, all i know is ball

Imma ball to the day i fall

These joints here not found at the mall

Levitate a ball like a magic trick,

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick