This is a song about "Ball sweat"

Power to make you sweat from pores

And of course, my car's off course

Slippery though so watch your step, i can see your sweat,

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

From the bench to the ball

Mirror mirror on the wall

Just picture you're inside my big medicine ball

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Schools out, its time to ball.

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

I don't know what happened next but i began to sweat.

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

As i wipe the sweat off my brow,

Maybe guess you get it all now

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat