This is a song about "Ball sacks"

And burst in a ball of flames

And no longing for dates

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Then i'm off to play a game of ball/

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

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

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

By the phone, no call

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,

I also have a cutie to call

Imma ball to the day i fall

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

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Levitate a ball like a magic trick,

On trial for possession of some chronic